Friday, November 16, 2012

Day 16 NaBloPoMo

Today's NaBloPoMo prompt:  Would you buy your dream house if the price was right BUT you also were told it was inhabited by ghosts?

I guess I'm weird, but the idea that a house was inhabited by ghosts would not make it less attractive to me.  Unless the ghosts were some type of evil poltergeists with ill intent.  But if the ghosts were your usual relatively benign apparitions, seen occasionally on a staircase or reflected in a mirror, that wouldn't stop me from buying my dream house.

Today I am grateful that we own a house.  For many years between graduating high school and marrying MM (over 18, if we're counting), I was a renter and moved frequently.  It was rare for me to live in the same place for more than a year; I can only think of one place I lived during those years for longer than eighteen months.

Having grown up in the same town K-12 and lived in the same house from ages 5 to 17, I found this itinerant lifestyle unsettling, but it was part and parcel of where I was and what I was doing at that time.  Most college students move a lot, and for a few of those years, I was a nurse for a company that sent me on short-term assignments to hospitals all over the country.  These assignments were generally 3-6 months long, so I relocated frequently of necessity while in that job.

During those years, I often longed to be settled in a house of my own somewhere.  Now I am.

The dream of home ownership is not what it once was in this country, in my opinion--we, like most people in our area, are majorly "underwater" on our home mortgage and thus are in a position where we'd likely be unable to sell--but I still like the notion of having a place of my own and knowing that I won't have to pack up and move any time soon.


  1. I too would love a house even if it were inhabited by ghosts, just not the bad ones of course.

    I too went k-12 in one school system and lived for 22 years in the same house.

    Army wife living is fun but there is a day that I do look forward to retirement.

  2. I live in my dream house that we got for a song because of the recession and the housing market crash. And it is haunted. We have a ghost that cries in the stairwell that used to exist where the laundry room is now (the stairs are still there, just boxed in and made into shelves) and a ghost that stomps in our sons room then runs down the hall between 10-and 10:30 at least a couple of times a week. Our daughter also says a ghost lives in the attic above the boys' room and visits her at night and gives her bad dreams. None of this stuff bothers us in the least. The only time I get miffed is when I mistake the crying for my daughter and run to see what is up, only to find her sleeping peacefully. Tricked by the ghost again. :)

    1. Chickenpig, I think that's really cool! I love a house with history. (Says the woman whose husband convinced her to buy a new-build in suburbia.)


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