I'm A Real Estate Agent. Have I Got A House To Show You.

I don't know why I'm so infatuated with houses. But I am.

I think it stems from my Stepmothers passion for building and creating miniature houses.

She would sit for hours, with her glue gun and scissors, putting the houses together, then placing her little miniature chairs, dressers, people, and many other pieces into them, creating some of the most amazing life-like miniature houses that I had ever seen.

Some of the smaller houses took her only days to complete, while the larger, more intricate ones took her weeks sometimes months to finish. 

She built so many houses, that my father actually had the construction company in town build a large addition onto the house, just off the dining room, so she could display them, and show them off to any visitors.

I spent a lot of time in that room, in complete awe of her creations.

I even built one myself, with her help of course. It was a small "training" house, as she put it.

It didn't turn out half bad, if I do say so myself.

It was nowhere near the quality of hers, but still not bad.

I still have it upstairs in my closet.

Now, as I grew into my teenage years, my infatuation grew, and went from miniature houses to real houses.

Everywhere I went with my parents, I would always look at the houses, imagining the layout of the house, the furniture arrangements, and what window represented what room.

I was also intrigued by the way the house looked from the outside, the style of the house, and it's color.

My favorite style of house is Gothic Victorian.

Anyway, when I turned 16 and got my drivers license, I got a part time, after school job at Bob's Hardware Store in town, which was later bought out by 84 Lumber.

But, that's not really important!

Now, the high school I went to was about a mile away from the store, so I'd just walk there after school, and my father would pick me up after work.

Until I saved enough money to buy a car.

I would help unload the trucks, stock the shelves, and cashier on occasion.

Anyway, after buying a car, I would ride around town, as well as neighboring towns, after school, on my days off, and on the weekends, when I was off, taking pictures of all the houses I liked.

I would take every back road, side road, dirt road, or any road I could find in search of houses to photograph.

I got lost a few times, and had to use Google Maps to get home.

Anyway, I spent almost every dime I made on gas, insurance, and instant cameras.

I would have the pictures developed, and put them in a photo album.

By the time I graduated, I had over 100 photo albums, full of house pictures.

Now, I worked at Bob's Hardware for about two years, when it was bought out by 84 Lumber.

I worked there for about a year and a half after that, still driving around taking pictures.

I was about 22 at the time.

Soon after, just taking pictures of houses was not enough for me anymore, I wanted to go INSIDE the houses.

Now, I'm not a criminal, so breaking and entering was not an option, besides I don't look good in orange.