Genesis of an Idea

In the beginning there was a guy.  This guy, in fact.  He had a lot of stuff.  I wouldn’t call him a hoarder, but he had A LOT of stuff.  Several storage bins full.  It was costing him a fortune.  He decided it was time to find a place for his stuff, so he started searching through the Craig's List real estate listings looking for a barn to put his stuff in. 

Did I mention that he had a lot of stuff?  Oh, I did.

Well, he didn't find a barn that he liked all that much until he came across one in Vermont.  He likes Vermont.  It's pretty country up there.  His Mum used to own a place up there near Lake Champlain.  She always said they stayed on this side of the boarder because they didn't want the Canadian winters.  They were only about a mile and a half from the boarder, so I don't know if it made that much difference...

But I digress.

Anywho, the barn this guy found came along with a house.  It's right on the town common.  The town common is just across the river from New Hampshire.  He likes that, too because there is no sales tax in New Hampshire.

One of the problems he and his Mum had was that where they lived they only had one bathroom.  When they were on their way home from gallivanting they would often call "Dibs" which could be a problem for whoever didn't call it soon enough.  So they would often comment on how "Our next place will have more than one bathroom!"

Half joking about 'the next house' this guy would sometimes say "I want a moat!"  Particularly if he'd just read some ridiculous story in the news.

So there he was one fine evening surfing through the real estate listings looking for a barn for his stuff when he came across this one particular listing.

It had a barn.
It had more than one bathroom.
It even had a moat!  Though not exactly the kind he had been thinking of.

It also had a jail.

We'll pause here a moment for the reader to ponder on that.

After looking at the pictures the guy read the listing to his Mum who was sitting in her rocking chair in the living room crocheting.  He pointedly left out that one little detail until he'd fully described the rest of the property.

"Oh, and it also has a jail."

"Did you say it also has a jail?!"

"Yup!  I did."  :-)  "Here's a picture..."

"Oh, my..."  8-o

And then it happened.  He had a stroke of genius - although he thought he was kidding at the time.

"We could run it as a Bed & Breakfast..."

And the rest, as they say, is history!

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In this blog I will attempt to chronicle that guy's, um, actually My efforts to transform this from a crazy idea to dream made real.  I'm not going to say exactly where the property is until we have the P&S settled and signed.  But we have seen the property and I’ve made a bona fide offer.  I think this is going to be fun!