OOPS... Fun Monday!!!

I am hanging my head in shame. Well, actually I am kind of laughing at myself. Which is pretty common, I find myself to be pretty funny. But anyway, I completely forgot Fun Monday. My brain just said bye bye Fun Monday thoughts. Very naughty brain. Thank you lil mouse for leaving that nice comment about my sweet 6 children that I did give birth to all by myself. No, my husband didn't really help. But I am kind of a do it yourselfer in that sense. I don't like help. But today is not about birthing stories even though I have plenty of good ones.

Today is about this here old house we live in.

Kitten has given out today's assignment:

Today for Fun Monday I thought it would be neat to hear about the story behind your home and the road you live on. It doesn't have to be historical, maybe just something that stands out to you. It would be nice to have pictures to go with your little story. I also would like to know who has the oldest house. Whoever has the oldest house will get a little Christmas treat from little ole me

I don't know much. I talked about it when I posted about the 100 year old tree being cut down. We have lived here for 10 1/2 years. the Luna family lived here from the mid 1950's until we bought it. The original house was built directly in front of our. It was a true farm house. Didn't even have a faucet. There is a spring down the hill a wee bit that they would haul their water up from. There are the remnants of a little spring house over it. I can just picture them storing their milk and cream in that little spring house.

Our house was built in 1964 as a very modern Tennessee ranch. If you have ever lived in Tennessee you can picture our house. 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, kitchen, living room and we were lucky enough to have a garage. Plus our 12 acres and 1 shed 1 large shop with a partial concrete floor, a big barn and a pig barn. The pig barn has been taken over by the kids, They have built a stage and curtains and painted and decorated. They spent a lot of time down there when they were small. Teenagers don't spend a lot of time in clubhouses, sad to say. The girls have had a few cam pouts down there this year, but that is about it.

There is a creek bordering one side of the property. That was a requirement when we were looking at houses. My husband said he had spent too many years watering cattle. He wanted good water.

A few years ago a family stopped by when I was in the shower and left before I got out. My husband spoke to them. They had there elderly mother in the car with them. She had grown up here on our land in the old farmhouse. She couldn't decide if all of the out buildings were the originals. She said they were all in the original spots, so probably are original. We didn't even find out their names. I am really sorry I missed her!

We are going to have to tear down the shop with the concrete floor. It is standing, er I mean leaning on rotten posts. And the roof is starting to cave in. My cuckoo husband still goes in it. Crazy!

We sold all the cattle several years ago to pay for a 900 square foot addition. Family room, 2 bedrooms and a bathroom. Now we rent the barn to a sawmill/ pallet business. I like making money off the land without having to chase cattle. They always made me nervous. I was always afraid they would get out and get on a busy road and cause an accident. I worried about that because they were always getting out on busy roads. Luckily, no accidents!

It is dark so I cant go and take any pics of the house but I recently took pics in the barn because I wanted to write about the sawmill.

Here is the big barn

Inside admiring the sawmillOutside where the wall has been cut to allow the logs in and the scraps out

The logs being cut

These pictures are not very helpful, but they give you a little bit of an idea.