What a Difference a Day Makes

On Thursday, I had resigned myself to moving back to Clarinda, uprooting everything here and just saying goodbye. On Friday afternoon, my husband's new contract came through, job secured, house of my dreams on the market and sold to us. Talk about a whirlwind! I keep pinching myself to be sure I'm awake. I never thought I'd get an old house in Iowa City, they are just scarce here, but this one is mine now, built in 1870, needs some sprucing up, but we are old hands at that. This will soon be the "bringing the old place back to pretty" blog soon. Here is a photo of the parlor, you can see how one can go head over heels for a house.