the wayward owl
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There's something strangely beautiful about a porch on a late summer afternoon. A whiff of fall carnivals and peanuts almost reaches your nose. It's the kind of day when even busy streets are quiet -- afraid they'll awake the sleeping summer again. Everyone's ready for a new season, for the rush of summer to fall away and the warmth of slow crisp days to begin.
No one will miss the allergies, sticky heat, and lawn mowing. No one will care about Yard of the Month, or those pesky five pounds that made your swimsuit look like rubber bands around sausages.
All the cares will hibernate until next year. There will be new worries, sure, but cool air brings people together. We will celebrate surviving the brutal heat by feasting on turkey and fruit cake -- stuffing rolls under sweaters.
This is the season of warm colors, loving faces, and enjoying front porches. It's a time for masquerade parties, wishbones, and kissing Prince Charming under store-bought mistletoe.
For everything there is a season, and this season is mine.
Three years ago, my husband and I purchased a little old house on a lake. It's been a long road, and we still have LOTS to do. But we've come a long way.
Once upon a time, I married the love of my life. He got a job in Texas, and we moved from our beloved sweet home in Alabama to the barren desert of south Texas. Tired of living in a hotel (six months of misery) and thinking we'd "bloom where we're planted," we purchased a home there. It didn't take us long before we were living paycheck to paycheck like the other 75% of Americans.
That's when we took Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University -- a 13 week money rehab. It was sobering, and one of the best experiences we've ever had. We decided to do something most people would think is crazy and move into a camper (with out three dogs). And we're not talking about a nice, big luxury camper with sliders. Nope. I could stretch both my arms out and reach each side. Tiny.
We rented our home out and saved and paid off debt. We lived there for over two years. Then we finally got an opportunity to return back to the deep south, near where we were raised. That's when we purchased this lil hot mess.
Luckily, we got it for an incredible deal (especially when you consider that a huge lake is in its backyard). We almost felt guilty for paying nearly half the price you'd pay for the typical new car. Almost. When you consider that we've been working on it for three years, and we moved into it without a functioning bathroom, kitchen, or air conditioning (this is South Georgia for goodness sakes), we probably got what we deserved. :)
Most importantly, we got something we never thought we'd have -- freedom from debt.
I thought I'd share a few before and afters. Keep in mind it's still a work-in-progress.
One of our goals this year is to finally finish this remodel, so you'll probably see more posts about our lil pod in the coming months.
What's the biggest DIY project you've ever taken on?
Vanessa K. Eccles
Books, life, and travel.
Author of FABLED, RED RIBBONS, and OF LOVE & LEGEND // Founder of The Faithful Creative Magazine
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