Forever Home: What the journey to buying our first and forever home taught us

Nearly a year ago this month, Clint and I were getting nervous about where we were going to live after we got married. We were engaged to be married May 31, 2025, and we had no home to move in to.

We couldn’t afford a custom build, so we knew we needed to find something manufactured…but where? Clint was convinced that we would find what we needed at one location in Mount Olive. He wanted to look at a few houses in one place, pick something, and be done with it. I had already been doing my research and knew it was not going to be that simple. In fact, I had already visited many places on my own. The first place we went together said what many had already told me: get pre-approved on your loan, then we will talk.

Something told me that our house was in Beulaville. I knew a specific seller that had a lot of options, so I insisted we went there after the Mount Olive location was a flop. We drove the extra hour and walked in a house where we were promptly told to wait a moment because we were supposed to have an appointment and be escorted. Okay…already a little more extra attention and care. I thought. When the woman came back to us, she didn’t ask how much money we had, she asked what we wanted. Her approach was so refreshing! Finally! Someone treats me like a human! I thought.

The second house we stepped into was the one. I just knew it! I opened the front door and saw our whole happy future in that place. Everything was made quality and new; I was in love with every detail. She hit everything on my bucket list and more. We went back to the office, started talking numbers, and got pre-approved for the loan to make it happen. It was that easy!

Clayton Home: Island Breeze

Well…it wasn’t that easy. To make a long story short, the lender came back with a counter offer lower than our home after they realized I am a 10-month (not 12-month) employee. The offer was too low to move forward with the house. We tried again with another lender and got the same approval then change. All the back and forth was costing us time, so we had to step down from the dream home and look at lesser homes. I was heartbroken. I cried for a week straight. Everything we looked at was a compromise I didn’t want to have to live with. The worst part was that the payment options with the lesser loan were worse than the greater one ever was originally. We were being asked to pay more for a house we didn’t love, and I just couldn’t settle for that.

After more months of trying to figure out the problem and how to fix it, we finally found a third lender that was willing to work with us for a higher loan amount. We retried for the dream house, fingers-crossed, and got approved! This time, however, I wasn’t excited. I don’t think I exhaled until the house was on our land and we’d signed the dotted line at closing.

Our Forever Home: The Dream Restored

Lesson 1: It ALWAYS takes more time

When we first found our home, the sales person said we could have it here in a couple of weeks. We were seriously thinking we would have to delay the process on purpose because that would have made us have our home before we were married or financially ready for the first payment. But “have it here” is not the same deadline as move-in ready. Move-in ready means the home is on the property, the foundation is done, the utilities are done, and it’s just ready to turn the key and open the door. The “have it here” part was just getting it from the maker to the seller. Even in that stage, you have to deal with supply delays that drive up cost on the maker and make your home cost more than it has to–and take longer to make. All in, to get a turn-key home, it takes a very large team of contractors that have to all do their work right and in order. A lot of variables come into play there; it never ends up happening as quickly as you hope or even as they predict. It took about 10 months to get into our house from sale to turn-key.

Lesson 2: Expect Unplanned Costs

There are a lot of things you don’t know when you go to buy a house for the first time. I was fortunate in the fact that I had land and experience with certain things to know what I wanted and what I didn’t. For example, I knew I didn’t want anything to do with county water; I wanted a well. I knew I could trust the water in my land, but I didn’t know how fickle that trust could be. We ended up having multiple delays in the house because of the well. First, it was issues with the digger and his equipment. Then, it was issues with the well itself busting and spraying a rainbow in the backyard that you could see from the main road. Then, it was the wrong switch sparking at the power box. Then, after all of that, we had contamination and hard water. I ended up having to spend a couple hundred more to get a water softening system and have it installed at the well. Now, hopefully, we are safe.

Lesson 3: Stay Thankful

In all the ups and downs of getting our home, it would have been very easy to turn bitter and hate the place we worked so hard to get. I had a very specific vision for the home we were creating. I wanted it to be a place of peace and restoration because our blended family was not that at all. In fact, my heart’s desire was to be a better wife and mother than either of them had known. Yet that whole dream had to start somewhere, and it started with my heart, my approach. If I let myself talk bad about the house, I would end up having a negative effect on the environment I was trying to create. Therefore, I didn’t let myself speak ill of the house or anything we went through to get into it. What I say repeatedly (and I mean it) is: I love our house, I love our home, it is the best gift we could have given ourselves.

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To All My Followers: A Message About All The Silence

With this post, I want to take a moment to thank the many subscribers I have that watch for regular announcements of my work. Your support has been amazing and helped me grow my writing business. I couldn’t do what I do without you, and I hope you will continue to follow this journey.

That said, I went quiet without explanation about August 2022. I want to apologize to all my fans for that abrupt pause, and I want to explain what happened here now.

What Happened

When I started blogging, it was a side thing to help my students. In 2021, however, I left teaching to pursue other opportunities including building a full time writing business. I loved being able to travel freely and write all over the place. It was liberating to finally have control of my own time. But to be successful, I had to cut expenses, think outside the box, market myself like crazy, take on jobs outside my passion, and hope it all worked out. I was scared a lot but also building faith in God to be my provider.

I struggled financially a couple of times and by July, I cried out to God to help me because I didn’t see a way forward anymore. I was stressed and tired of trying to talk people into the value of my work. I’ve never liked sales, so the marketing side of my work was sucking the fun out of my writing passion. I was also growing anxious and living in a lot of fear. It wasn’t healthy for me.

Family suggested that I get back into teaching. I did not want to teach at all, but I went looking to appease them. I found a couple open positions in a nearby school and started applying. I got halfway through the process and talked myself out of it.

Then one day one of my writing commissions asked me to take a bus ride with the district’s superintendent. Not only was he a nice guy, but everywhere we went seemed happy to see him. That impressed me. One of the schools we visited happened to also be the one where I left a partial application.

I went into that school and met the teachers and administrators as a reporter. The next day, they called me in for an interview and offered me the job. Thereafter, I found out that the job wasn’t supposed to be listed and my application wasn’t supposed to be in a pool to interview because it was incomplete. The job came to me when it wasn’t supposed to be mine at all. I took that as God moving and orchestrating things in my life.

My New Chapter

I accepted the teaching job with great joy. I had a lot of support from my colleagues and comfort in the subjects I had to teach because I was already familiar with the material.

What I was not prepared for was the students. Teaching teens really is a lot different than adults. For one, they are not there by choice, so you are fighting uphill against apathy for their attention. The other thing is they are driven by their emotions. Teenagers love, hate, and fight before they even think twice about consequences. In my first semester of teaching them, I had more lockdowns than in all eight years of teaching adults.

Where I am now has been scary, but it is rewarding when even one kid feels safe enough to come to me with his problems and talk them out. Making a difference in their life will be a legacy of change I can be proud of. Teaching teens has started a new chapter in my life.

What Now

I’ve decided to stay the course with teaching, and that means I also have to become a student again to get my teaching license. Every age group has qualifications required to teach it, and I never pursued qualifications to teach kids before. Now I will have to in order to keep my job.

I haven’t stopped the writing business, but it has slowed down to give me room to focus on this new chapter.

The Good News

Expect to see new content on here starting on Mondays at noon this month!

As much as possible, I am building new content for you now. I didn’t have time amidst my other writing jobs and teaching, but I am working on all that now.

I hope you enjoy the new stories. Thank you again for reading.