There is something to be said about old houses. They have character that cannot be bought at Home Goods, and there is an undeniable appreciation for the craftsmanship that went into these historic beauties. Although everyone has a certain level of admiration for them, not everyone is equipped to or willing to live in one. Yes, I have hardwood floors and exposed beams that Joanna Gaines only wishes she could get her hands on. And I have a fully functional beehive oven in my kitchen that makes the most insanely delicious food. But, I don't have a square or level surface in my house resulting in shims under every stitch of furniture. Central air? Garbage disposal? What's that!? Antique houses are a constant project, and not something to take on on a whim. So why would I choose to live in a 1700's home? I didn't seem to have much of a choice. Both of my parent's grew up in homes built in the 1800's, and when I was just a young child they took on an 1840's house to renovate which was a reeeaaalll project. I grew up in a constant state of remodel. Dry wall, insulation, you name it, something was always being ripped down and installed. After college, I settled into my great-grandparent's early 1900's farmhouse that I planned on staying in forever. I have always lived in old houses, and didn't know any different. So when life took me in a different direction and led me to New England, it seemed only fitting that I again settle in an old house in the most historically dense area of our country.
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