Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Moving to the country gonna eat a lot of peaches...

{Oh Dead Presidents, you make country living sound so delicious in your songs!}
When we returned from our honeymoon, we moved my things from Virginia Beach out to the country (also lovingly referred to as Middle of Nowhere).  Ever since I had met Brandon, he had talked about how he couldn’t wait to build his own place out in the country where his parent’s had a huge plot of land.  It is only about an hour to my family at the beach (but an easy hour, I drive it all the time)
Now here we are, married couple living out that dream.  Only hiccup so far is the “own place” thing.  Oh yea, we are still in the long, drawn out, excruciating process of building our own home.  We are very fortunate that Brandon’s parent’s had built a large house just a few years ago on the other side of the property and have been letting us stay with them till our home is finished, but oh how I cannot wait for it to be done.  We have been told that building a home together is a true test of a marriage, add on the in-laws just down the hall, and I would have to say our little marriage must be made of steel.   (We could not be more thankful to those in-laws down the hall for helping us through this whole process).
If you have ever built your own place on your land, I pray that your process went smoothly, because ours has been anything but.  I hate to jinx anything now, but I am so happy to stay we have finally found a builder who can build our plans, and the bank is all straightened out with the construction loan! 
We have amazing plans that I can’t wait to see come to life.  Our wedding presents are sitting in my parent’s house just waiting to be out of there boxes and into their forever homes.  I spend hours on pinterest seeing new ideas and decorating tips that I can’t wait to use.  I get giddy over ideas of my own office space, a kitchen to test our new receipes and evenings spent on our back porch together grilling out and enjoying a beer.  I am just chomping at the bit to move in!
And so our little family country life is about to begin. 
Where did you live right after your wedding?  Has anyone else lived with their in-laws?

1 comment:

  1. I wish we had our own place. After I graduated, we moved in with my brother-in-law for almost 3 years. We lived on our own for about 10 months. Now, he's deploying again, so I'm living with his parents while he's gone.