You Can Call Me Mrs. Land Baron

    Me with my new land!
    Me with my new land!

    Not really! If you called me that, I would totally laugh at you.

    As some of you may know, my husband and I are the new happy owners of 52 Acres! Yes, you read that correctly, 52 Flipping Acres!

    It wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows though. Let’s go back in time to February 2014. David and I found out that one of the owners of the land next to his parents house had passed away and they may want to sell. (Keep in mind that we’ve dreamed about owning this exact parcel for as long as I can remember.) Of course, having worked for Todd for about a year and a half at this point, I knew he’d be the one to help us out. 

    After tracking down the owners address, leaving a note in their mailbox, and finding their number in WhitePages, we finally got ahold of the owner’s son, who turned out to be his mother’s POA. Todd called at least once a month for over two years. Every once and a while we’d actually get him on the phone, but mostly it was leaving messages. I would be on Todd like clockwork to call him, and then be nervous as all get out when he’d actually get the guy on the phone.

    Fast forward to April of 2016: David and I had all but given up hope that they would actually be selling. We’d get answers like “We’re getting closer” or “Maybe after the first of the year”. Then, on April 29th, Todd’s phone call was answered. Not only did the seller answer, but he gave Todd his price AND set up an appointment for the following Tuesday to meet Todd in the office. David and I were in shock!! We’d had our hopes dragged around for over two years, and the guy had finally agreed to meet Todd. Still trying not to get too hopeful, we got all of our ducks in a row, and wrote up an offer that Tuesday morning.

    Tuesday, May 3rd right around 11am, Todd came back from his meeting with a signed acceptance in his hands! I couldn’t believe it. I cried, I laughed, I cried some more. I was in complete shock. Our dreams had the potential to actually come true!

    One June 15th, 28 months after our first attempt at contact, we sat across the closing table from the seller’s son. As we signed all our closing documents to make our dream a reality, the man who made it all possible, Todd Paxton, sat right next to us.

    Dreams do come true, you just have to hold on long enough for it to happen.

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