I’ve Fallen For A Money Pit And I Can’t Get Up!

So there I was, going about life as usual, right? Nothing out of the ordinary, just writing, drinking coffee, and enjoying things in general. And then this happened.

Juli Page Morgan, bestselling author of Romances that Rock

My precious!

And a light did shine down upon it, and choirs of angels sang. Selah.

I don’t even remember how this house came to my attention, but all of sudden it was there, and I lost my heart. I mean, I fell smack in love with this old thing just from looking at the photo. Then I did something I really shouldn’t have done – I drove over and saw it in person. It was just a quick drive-by – I didn’t even get out of the car – but it was enough. I knew in that moment that if I didn’t own this house then I would die unfulfilled, unhappy and un-other things. The house called to me, y’all. It needs me. I need it. It’s meant to be.

My husband does not see it that way.

Despite his lack of enthusiasm, I drove back to the house, parked the car, and walked all around it, snapping photos with my phone. I was looking for problems with the house in an attempt to curb my lust, and I found them. Problems. So many problems.

Yeah, it didn’t work. The problems with house only made me want to own it even more. I want to fix those problems, to bring the house back to its former glory. I need this house and it needs me.

When I got home I emailed the photos to Elizabeth Corva, and I told her I didn’t know if I wanted her to tell me it wasn’t as bad as it looked or if I needed her to urge me to run from this house as fast as I could and not look back. Bless her heart, she told me it is as bad as it looks. And then she added, “But it’s not beyond redemption!” This is why we are friends. And this is also why I will support her when she falls in love with a falling-down property that captures her heart and that she must own or die unfulfilled. And our husbands will then get together and drink lots of beer and discuss why they married crazy women.

I am a woman on a mission. I’ve come up with a logical, sane way for us to buy and fix the house without putting us in a financial bind, logic my husband won’t be able to argue with. Okay, he will argue with it, but in the end he’ll have to admit that it’s sound and reasonable. Also, he’s been married to me long enough to know when to admit that I’m right. Crazy, yes. But right.

Everything about the house called to her, from the wraparound porch to the turret on the right side. Okay, yes, the paint was deplorable, the roof was a disaster, and none of the gingerbread trim that must have been there at one time was left. But it was still gorgeous in Rhett’s eyes, and she wanted it.

That’s an excerpt from my book Sister Golden Hair. Sound familiar? It hit me like a ton of bricks that art was so imitating life! The only difference is that my house (see what I did there? My house?) has a sound roof and siding that doesn’t have to be painted. I may be crazy but I’m not completely around the bend yet.

I have an appointment to see the house this afternoon, and since Elizabeth lives far away and can’t be my partner in crime in person, I’m taking my youngest daughter. She is totally on board with this, and I’m counting on her to help me convince her father of the inherent rightness of owning this house.

I’ll let you know how it goes.


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4 Responses to I’ve Fallen For A Money Pit And I Can’t Get Up!

  1. Debi says:

    Rhett and the crumbling Victorian house was the FIRST thing I thought of when you started posting stuff! Best of luck with your Preccciiooussss acquisition and my wish that it’s not as bad as you fear but the sellers don’t know that.
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  2. Elizabeth says:

    “And our husbands will then get together and drink lots of beer and discuss why they married crazy women.”

    The Other Half and I got a good belly laugh from that. Because it’s prescient and true. This WILL happen, probably definitely in Mexico. Besides band drama, there are few things in life that get me fired up like old house sagas in the making. I know you’ll do everything in your not-inconsiderable power to make this happen. And I’ll be cheering you on from my rental money pit in VA. Hit me up for sanity checks advice anytime!

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