On Sunday, Jon showed me a listing for an old victorian home in town that's for sale as a fixer-upper. {One of his favorite things to do is remodel homes and resell them.} We couldn't picture the area it was in, and sort of thought it might be a big old home in a neighborhood full of teeny houses. So, we decided to go check it out.
The listing says it was built in 1870. {which is super old for this area.} It definitely needs some work, but boy it must have been beautiful in it's day! I, of course, couldn't help but wonder if it's haunted. I mean, look at it....it's straight out of a movie.
You know the one... Jon and I would buy it, and move into the apartment above the garage {Which there actually is, by the way.} It would start out all happy and hopeful. We'd start removing all the debris, and find some old box full of pictures. We'd store it somewhere safe. As we went along remodeling, strange things would start happening. {Probably to me, cause the weird stuff always happens to the chick.} I'd ask Jon vague questions, never really letting on that I was scared, until something really crazy happened. Then he'd tell me I was imagining things, and we'd have a big fight. It wouldn't be until Jon found me possessed in the widow's watch that he'd fully understand the complexities of the situation. Then he'd go find that box and realize I look just like the lady in mourning. Then there'd be some closure that this crazy, mourning ghost would need and we'd help set her free. It would end up all peaceful, with us and our family....and that widow's picture framed on the wall. Am I right!?
Anyway, I couldn't help but try to imagine what it must have looked like {perhaps sort of like this?}, and the people that must have lived there. I pictured ladies in long dresses and kids running around in white linen. The man of the house for sure had a mustache. Oh, and for the record, there are quite a few old homes in the area. A fun little pocket that we never knew existed! {For those of you in the KC area, it's just west of the Johnson County courthouse.}
Are there lots of old homes where you live? How old is the place where you live?
There are old houses around us, but it seems like most are closer to downtown, with the exception of old farmhouses. {Jon's parent's house was built in 1910.} Our house is only 5 years old.



