Now that we have our fabulous 20 acres our goal has been to get onto the property as soon as possible for a few reasons. Firstly, we’re beekeepers. Our bees are located just a few feet away from my father in law, Cappy’s swimming pool and we want to get them moved before pool season, which is only a month or so away. Secondly, we miss our chickens. Beatrice, Toni, Lulu, Dawn, and Eve are in foster care thanks to our dear friends Kevin and Holly, and we miss them a great deal. We will need to build them a stronger coop to withstand the larger number of predators that come with country living. Finally, my husband Beau and I are anxious to live on the property so that we can observe the land. Once we get to know the area we will be able to pin point the exact spot we want to build our straw bale home.
So after buying the acreage, the next challenge became obtaining a shelter with some of the amenities that we are used to having. Beau and I have spent countless hours trying to figure out how best to approach this problem. We’ve discussed everything from living in a yurt to finishing out a shipping container. Not knowing much about yurts and their ability to withstand the Oklahoma wind we ruled that one out. After doing some basic research online we found that making a shipping container suitable for living takes a lot of time and money. These are two things that we don’t have a lot of at this time in our lives. So we opted to go with another option that we had been kicking around: an airstream trailer. We love airstream trailers, but then again, who doesn’t? We knew that if we purchased one we shouldn’t have an issue selling it in a few years if we need money for the house.
On Wednesday, April 15th, I did something that most people might find crazy. I wired a perfect stranger in Tempe, AZ ten thousand dollars with the agreement that he would ship the title of the airstream to our house for arrival the next morning. I was counting on the goodwill of humanity to pull through and sure enough it did. Thank goodness! We had capped the cost of buying an airstream at ten thousand dollars because this was money that I received after my sweet grandmother Doris passed away. If something had gone wrong that could have really thrown a wrench into our plans.
The following Sunday our silver lady arrived at my mother-in-law’s home. My mother-in-law, Debbie, has been a huge support and thinks that the airstream was a great purchase and that we may even want to keep her when this farmsteading adventure is all said and done. We are so excited to have our new shelter and have named her Dori as a tribute to my late grandmother. I know she would be happy that we used the money to help us on our journey.