Here goes...
I'm rapidly approaching 30 years old, and although I'm getting closer, I'm not quite where I want to be in life. In fact, if someone would have told me this is where I'd be in life at this age 10 years ago, I would have laughed at them. Don't get me wrong - I'm not unhappy with my life. I have two great kids, and awesome fiance, and a great family. We're a little dysfunctional at times, but it works for us.
Somewhere along the line shortly after graduating high school, however, I got a bit side tracked in my little life journey. Much to my family's chagrin, I didn't go to college like I was "supposed to". There are times when I wonder if the way my life turned out was a disappointment to them. Then I slap myself and realize that they're my family, and as long as I'm not in jail for a particularly heinous crime, they'll be proud of me no matter what. I hope, anyway.
To make a long store short, there's only one little piece missing to an otherwise perfect - yet puzzling - life. My own home. Yep, that's right - I'm almost 30, and I'm still renting. Scandalous, isn't it? Which finally brings me to the purpose of this blog and why I'm here.
I've been wanting my own home for a few years now. Just a couple weeks ago, though, I finally realized that I really, really want a home. Badly!
So, T and I sat down for some serious thinking and discussion. We talked about the most important things, like where we wanted to live, what type of home we each wanted, how much we could afford, and whether to have Burger King or Chinese for dinner. In the end, we finally made some decisions. We both want a 3 bedroom home in the country, for instance, and we both know we can't afford an overly expensive home. Because of that, we also decided to have Burger King for dinner, partly because it was cheaper and partly because Chinese food usually ends up making one of us ill.
Since I'll be living in my new home hopefully for the rest of my life, I also decided that I don't want to settle for just anything. I'm going to have something that I love, tailored to fit me, my family, and our needs.
Which finally brings me to my point. I want a timber frame house. Nothing else will do. Now, my dad built his timber frame house when I was still a kid, and although that's a part of the reason why I want one, it's only a very small part. In short, I love the way timber frame houses look, they're built to last, and the joinery is both intricate and utterly simple at the same time. Timber frame buildings are works of arts, in my opinion.
So, today I put my plans in motion. My ultimate goal is to have the majority of my little dream erected and livable by the time I turn 36 years old - May 13, 2019.
And, I will build my little dream, timber by timber.
