Day 1

It was a Friday afternoon that was a little bit exciting because I was leaving work early to run some errands for our daughter's school function.  Yes, as a boring adult the highlight of my week was leaving work a few hours early. Sad but true.

Because my husband works a twelve hour night shift I was pleasantly surprised to find him awake when I walked through the door.  The surprise changed to shock when the first words out of his mouth were "I bought a house and two properties today!"  He doesn't surprise me often, but when he does, he does it right! 

As the story progresses it is revealed that he bought three properties, one with a house on it,  sight-unseen because it really was a deal you couldn't turn down.  Well then - I guess it's time to get in the car and go see what we now own!  We had a hard time even finding the empty properties, so we moved on to the house.  Could we have possibly gotten a really nice house that we could move into tomorrow? Could it be an old house with where the hubs could go in search of hidden treasure?  Could we sell it immediately for a little profit? The anticipation was killing me.  As we drew nearer the street I was beginning to really stress.  I knew of one house on the street that belonged to "THAT" family in town. You know, if your town doesn't have "that" family that means you are "that" family.  I prayed we didn't now own "that" family's house, oh the embarrassment!  We drove up the street slowly checking house numbers.  Whew-it's not "that" house!!!  We keep driving, hoping at every nice house that the numbers would match the numbers on our paperwork. Finally, at the last house on the street, we had a winner....if you could call it that.  Never.

This is the first picture we took of our new house.

We inspect our new homestead and return to the car, staring at the house in shock.  From the quiet the hubs says "Well, at least it wasn't "that" house."  Too bad "this" house makes "that" house look good!


And so it begins, The Rehab Project.