We aren't really city people but have found ourselves like most folks these days, living where the jobs are.  But deep down we long to return to the slower, simpler days of our childhood.  So, we bought 2 acres on the edge of a large metro area. 

At first our kids went kicking and screaming, convinced we ruined their lives because they had to change schools and do manual labor - oh no, what have we done?!  Now that we have chickens (yes, they were excited about chickens - they gave them all names!) life isn't so terrible and I think they secretly like living here, although I don't think they will ever admit it. 

The property we bought is in desperate need of work - we spend more time mowing and weed eating around everything then we do actually enjoying the space.  We quickly found that neither of us know what we're doing and we fail more often then we succeed.  In fact, we've given my husband Carl the label of "wood challenged" because his wood building skills are that bad.  I'm hoping that in 5 years and enough practice, we'll actually be able to build something solid - I don't recommend you bet on that though...