Some of you are just dying to see it

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Ok so maybe just Eric...

Clicky Clicky on the Pic-y

Our new place

Comments

Lacey said…
That looks wonderful! How much land do you have? All of those out buildings will be great for storage. Do you get to keep hot tub? ;)
5:22 PM
Heather said…
Par-tay in the hot tub! It looks awesome, I'm thrilled for you!
5:50 PM
Heather said…
AND did you buy a house all by yourself??? NO ERIC?? Lucky!
5:52 PM
Heather said…
Ok, not that it's lucky to not have there, but fun to buy a house all by yourself... that's a big assumption I'm making. Especially if you DIDN't buy the house yourself.

Ok enough, bye.
5:53 PM
Heather said…
except that I didn't type ERIC...

ok, really I'm finished now.
5:54 PM
Sarah said…
HA! Yes, all by myself I picked it out. He had seen it online (one of many), but it was way better in person.
It is just under 1 acre but feels like even more due to the neighbor free backyard. I think our property ends a little before the tree line.
And yes, the hot tub comes with the house. Par-tay at the T house, bring your own root beer!
6:48 PM
Anonymous said…
Very nice!I'm excited to come see it for myself, and it did look like dad was making plans for at least one of the sheds :)
9:44 PM
Sarah said…
You will be amused to know that Dad has already suggested the office as Josh's bedroom. Just like you said sister mine!
10:30 PM
Anonymous said…
Fantastic! Congrats :)
3:03 PM
Unknown said…
I love the new house...looks like you have tons of room...I'm really happy for you guys!!!
4:08 PM
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