Straight Up Crazy??
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Inspired Genius???
Only time and results will tell...
So here I blog again. I am feeling most inspired, because I am at the beginning of an epic project!!
Mom has been after me to start writing again. So... What better to do than keep her updated on the process of becoming...
"The Queen of my Double Wide Trailer!!"
Go ahead and insert your own Alabama redneck joke here
But
I promise you, it will not be as good as the truth of how a "former" pampered country / slightly preppy princess
(hey Hubby, Remember when you told me I would never be a redneck)
came to be rehabbing used Double Wide Trailer in Gaylesville, Alabama!
So, for a moment, we will go back in time I few years. Before the housing market crashed and everyone was building the "Home of their DREAMS"!
We had dreams of a BIG, BEAUTIFUL BRICK HOME.
We already possessed the most perfect building site in all of Gaylesville (well, in our opinion, anyway). High atop a hill, overlooking the fields we farm & the amazing Alabama ridge tops in off in the distance. We were ready. We had a driveway and a perk test, but something just kept nagging at us.
Then it happened.
We stopped in a local store, just to get a cold drink but what we came out with was a perspective that changed everything.
We struck up a conversation with the Indian gentleman who owned the store. I wish I could tell you I remember his name or what all we talked about that day. The truth is all I can remember is this one line, that went something like this ...
You Americans are just plain crazy. You put all your money and hard work into a house to live in and it will never make you a dime.
If that had been anyone else he had said that to that day, it would have likely fallen on deaf ears, but he said it to us.
A diehard work-a-holic and a confirmed penny pincher.
IF THOUGHTS MADE SOUNDS...
THE NICE INDIAN MAN WOULD HAVE HEARD TWO BRICK HOUSE CRASHING DOWN!
ONE IN THE HUSBAND'S HEAD and THE OTHER IN MINE!!
We never really discussed it, other than to say - he was right. The "knowing" look had passed between us & talk of a house, just did not happen.
Then the housing market crashed and we were not sorry that we had chosen not to build. We were glad not to be "upside down" with a nightmare payment for a dream home.
So.. a few more years passed in the "affordable rental". I passed forty and he was sneaking up on it. I'm not sure it the winter's "actually" became colder or the summer's became hotter, or if the drive to the farm got longer, but it really started to seem like it did.
The last straw came at the beginning of our ninth winter in our current house. The gas logs, our only source of heat in the front of the house, played out last winter. We were so busy with work and sick ones in the family, winter just snuck up on us. Before we knew it, it was in the low 50's on the inside of the house and our little space heater just was not cutting it!
Not that the logs ever kept the house really warm, but the camels back was broken. Our Cheapness had been overcome by the sound of chattering teeth! Well.. Sorta.....
There was a place on the farm - with a well, a driveway and a septic tank....
HMMMM.....
it is on a hill ...
And I did tell the husband that I would live with him anywhere, so long as it was on a hill...
we need to be closer to the farm asap (& warm)....
You can buy furnish a used double wide for less than the cost of a new pick up truck...
AND THIS IS THE BEGINNING OF HOW I BECAME
THE QUEEN OF MY VERY OWN DOUBLE WIDE TRAILER!!!
Much Love from 'Bama!
Thori Inspired
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