Several years ago, before our daughter was born, my husband and I checked out a beautiful old 1912 house that was for sale (a foreclosure). The location was so gorgeous. I was rather smitten with it from the outside.
The house had so much charm,
wonderful details in the woodwork, transom doors, like a gingerbread house,
with lots of potential in the awful, but sun-filled, little kitchen,
...and it needed an extraordinary amount of work. I have always longed to renovate an old home, but I knew after our tour that this was not the time in our lives for this house. Interestingly, only a couple of months later I was pregnant with our second child, so it turns out my gut instinct was right.
I am happy to report that the house was purchased, renovated and now looks--at least from the outside--so beautiful. One day I may gather up the courage to do a little door-knocking and see if I can get a tour of the new, improved home!