It's no secret we bought a house in a place we thought we would never buy a house. But circumstances didn't really give us another option. And at the end of the day, I truly believe we were pointed in this direction. Not necessarily for our own mental health...but for the health of the property.
Speaking the name of the guy who previously owned our house tends to elicit the following response "Oh yea, him..." and then *silence*. Nothing bad has ever been said, but nothing good has been said either!
He was a bit of a junk collector. And by a bit, I mean we had to use a skid-steer to take the top couple inches of dirt off the ground from around every building in order to collect all the crap just left laying around.
