5 Dangerous Words: Honey I've got an idea...
About 9 months ago my husband pitched to me a wild, crazy idea. It was a Sunday night and I had just gotten home from dropping off our son at church. The conversation went something like this:
...I think we should buy a golf course.
...Are you kidding?
...Think about it. It's perfect. There's lots of land. Plenty of space for our animals.
...Um, it's a golf course.
...Just think of it as land. It comes with 2 outbuildings.
...It's land with sand traps and putting greens. It has a parking lot!
...We never have enough space for family to park. Now we will.
And so we continued. He had a big plan to renovate the clubhouse into a 4 bedroom home and showed me his initial drawings. I don't know if I was hypnotized by his enthusiatic vision or influenced by my own midlife crisis and yearning for more, but somehow he brought me on board.
So here we are. We bought a 73 acre golf course and we're moving in. This is our story.
