I had a sorta funny and a little depressing (but not a real tragic depressing, so don't worry) thing happen to me this morning. Since it is horse related and probably something most of you might understand, I thought I would share... :-)
The city that I live in is situated east-west. We live in the far west end and work in the east end. This wasn't planned, it was just where our jobs have ended up taking us. My husband is on a long-term contract and there is maybe a 60-40 chance that he will end up working there permanently (we hope!).
I mentioned to a co-worker that is a good friend that if Richard ends up permanent, we would like to move to the east end to cut down on our brutal commute. Since she has lived in the east end all her life, I said half-jokingly that I would need to consult with her to find out the best places to live. She and her family live on a 200 acre dairy farm and she has relatives all over the country-side. So, we laughed about the situation and I didn't think anything more of it.
Lo and behold, this morning she came in and told me that there is a
small hobby farm (only 5 acres) for sale across the road from her! There is a small barn, riding ring and a bit of pasture. Her cousin built the house initially for her horses and then needed more room, so they moved next door. My friend's aunt and uncle own the farm "behind" this small farm and my friend and other family members of hers own the acreages across the road! I thought it was so funny that she knew everything about the property, when it had been built, by whom and everything (her uncle built the barn...)...
It is a really cute place - and here's the sad part - it is waaaay out of our price range. We could maybe swing the mortgage with equity in our current house, but we would be house poor for many years to come. It has been on my mind all morning and I thought that by writing about it here, it would help.
It is/will be so frustrating trying to find a home/farm that suits our needs - nice-ish house, barn, fields, etc. and sort of close to work
AANNNND within a reasonable price range. We weren't
even starting to look for a new house yet, this one just sort of popped up on my radar and got me thinking. Thinking isn't always a good thing for me. I know this isn't the right time or place to consider buying a new house, let alone a farmette, so I need to move on. I'll be ok in a day or two, I'm sure. :-)
I have been dreaming about a small farm to keep a couple of horses - I would love to keep Rusty at home when he is retired, so I know that he has good care. I also long for the days when I could look out my window and see a horse out back.
(Edited to add: upon re-reading this, it sounds a bit whiney. I don't mean it to sound that way, like I'm a spoiled brat that can't afford a $500K mortgage or something... I was more trying to convey the coincidence on the timing of this and the frustration of it all. Also, it is a bit of a wake up call that maybe this dream might not pan out, with the restrictions I happen to have...)