Ramble ramble...
A few years ago, we bought an old house on 5 acres that adjoins our property. It went into foreclosure, so it was cheap. We had ideas of fixing it up for a rental or an air B&B.
The owner was an old man, a hoarder, and when he left, he didn't shut the door. We couldn't access it (legally) for a year. So... raccoons and other critters moved in. But mostly raccoons. Have I said how much I hate raccoons? Wow, can they make a mess. And they smell. And they poop everywhere, and that smells.
DH repaired the bad spot in the roof, and we took 3 or 4 dumpsters of trash out of it. Other projects came along, as other projects will. This spring, DH said he was going to fix the other part of the roof.
Weeell..... it was in a lot worse shape than he had thought. All the rain of The Great Washout of '23 (5 inches of rain in about 2 hours) along with the snow we had last winter had brought down some of the ceiling. The roof itself was in much worse shape than it appeared.
Yeah, we should have torn off the roof and re-roofed it as soon as we had clear ownership. But though the property was cheap, it wasn't free, and this was back when we worked 50+ hour weeks and made about $65K/year between the two of us.
DH was upset with what he found; he has a big soft spot in his heart for old farmhouses, having grown up in one. I feel much less sentimental about this place, but it is a shame. It seemed to have "good bones," but the amount of money and work it would take to make it some place someone would pay to stay in...
Soooo... what to do with it? It will become more and more of an eyesore, as the roof caves in and raccoons (and who know what else) take over. I called a couple of demolition places, and it would be $20K to have it torn down.
Or... call the local fire department. They need to practice, don't they? Yup, they do. At some point this summer, we will have a bonfire of epic proportions out there.