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Married twenty-three years to my wonderful husband and best friend. We have 3 "home-grown" kids, 1 hand-picked by God from Africa and 1 very hyper-active dog. Our life is blessed. We are a close knit family with strong Christian beliefs. And just recently we have bought ourselves a farm. Do we know what we are doing? Nope. Come along with us on our journey…you might have a great laugh or two.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

It's all ours….now what do we do?

Finally….we closed on our farm today.  And it was the longest process EVER.

I'll be honest.  I thought it would be easier than this.

We gave them ninety days to move out and still they were working yesterday morning (throwing away items) when I went over there to do our "final walk through".  We tried to be very respectful of this woman's emotions.  We realized that this was going to be very hard for her to do.  She had a TREMENDOUS amount of stuff in every house, outbuilding, barn and scattered throughout the farm.  We gave her ninety days (when most people give only 30) and only asked in return that she get rid of EVERYTHING that was hers.  And to continue to mow the property until the end.

Yesterday, they did not want to leave and we also saw that they had not mowed the property in probably a couple of months.  The weeds/grass are knee-high in some places.  Thankfully, things were in our favor.  She had already signed the papers so they had to leave but it made for a very difficult situation, during our final walk through.  I thought it was done.

Not quite yet….

After getting the keys, I went out this morning to the farm only to find the dumpster still on the property and the gate chain (the chain that goes across the driveway to secure the property) had been cut and removed.

So here's what I've decided.  There are some "not so nice people" still in this world.  Those people are the way that they are and are never going to change.  If we had given them 120 days, they would have taken 121.  They will never be anything different.  Even though we had been nothing but very kind to them.  They took out their frustrations on us.

However, I'm not going to let them steal my joyful heart over this moment.  I have wanted a farm for so very long and now it's ours.  I can't wait to get my hands on those apple trees and pull the weeds out from around the grapes.  The barn is a mess….I know.  But now it's MY mess and I can't wait to see what I can do with it.  I see it in my head.  It's just time to make it all happen.

Here's a few pictures from this morning's adventure.  I only had the two little ones with me and by the time we left we were soaking wet from the knees down.  But oh my goodness, it was fun!

These apple trees are screaming my name for pruning and care.

I don't even try to explain some things.

I know you can't see it now, but this will be my chicken coop.  I'll keep you posted on it's transformation.

For this….I have three words for ya.  You won't believe what I'm gonna do.  Okay, technically that's seven but you get my drift.

Oh yeah we did….buy a run down ol' farmhouse with no heat, no air and no dishwasher.    We are that crazy
Grapes from our farm.  It's what I could get to at this time. The weeds are as tall as me right now.
I'm trying to figure out what we should name our farm.  Don't ask one of the kids though, you'll get things like "fluffy farm" or "happy farm" or my favorite (from my oldest) "mosquito farm".  So I'm gonna have to think about that one for a while.  Patience is the word right now…..just don't think it goes with the word farm, though.

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