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My parents, for years, knew exactly what they wanted for their 'final' home. A log cabin, with four bedrooms and multiple baths and a 'great room'. They figured they'd have to build. Then, nine years ago, a log house near ours went up for sale and they decided to look at it, to get ideas... well, they looked at it and said, that's exactly what we want. So we moved. Actually we have a cathedral ceiling that we love that they'd never have put in because it's wasteful of space, but it's so nice.

Maybe your house is waiting for you even now!

That's what I suspect! We found this house we're in now the day it went on the market...I was on my way to look at another house and I passed this one...they had just put the sign out. Didn't like the house I went to see, so I was driving home and looked at this one again. Thought, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained!" and I pulled into the driveway, got out, knocked on the door. I apologized for bothering the lady, but "May I ask what you're asking for your house?" "69,000" she said and I just gasped! I dashed down to the store down the street and called Steve, said "Bring your work phone!"

He met me at the store and we drove back to the house, called the realtor and WAITED till he arrived and showed us the house. By then, my parents had showed up! LOL

Well, it was small...but very tidy and clean. On a quarter acre. We put down the downpayment right then, because in the meantime 3 other people had called about the house!

The day we moved in, Matthew was really sick with a stomach ailment...I had loads of things being hauled over by Steve and my parents and I did nothing but hold Matthew (who had just turned 4) in my arms on the floor. I sat in the floor, holding that sick boy, worried by oh so happy to be in our OWN home!