I didn’t know my husband when he bought “our” house, in 2006. At one point it was just his house. We met in the summer of 2008. I can’t say it was love at first sight, but we did fall in love quickly (I’d love to share our little love story, someday…but today we are talking house, haha) Anyhoo, the rest is history. We were married in 2009 and of course I moved in. My husband is a carpenter so a lot of the major renovation had already been completed. He pretty much remodeled our entire 1920s home. He is pretty awesome, just sayin!
Before Pictures of Our House (clockwise: Dining Room, Master Bedroom, Living Room, Kitchen
Our house was perfect for us, a two bedroom 1200 sq foot home. It was just us it felt like plenty of space. For me our house was a dream. Growing up my parents never owned a home, we always rented. So it was an exciting, totally new experience for me. For my husband this house was just a 5 year plan. He hoped to fix it up and move within 5 years. Well by 2010 God decided to bless us with a pregnancy. I was working full time at the time, my husband works for his father doing building and remodeling of homes. We knew with both of our incomes we could certainly afford something a little bigger. We had talked about moving but nothing really caught our eye so we just let it go for the time being. By 2011 we had a new baby, a dog and our little house started to feel even smaller.
We started our house hunt again and very quickly found one that we thought would make a great home for our growing family. We even had someone who was ready to make an offer on our house. But God had a different (better) plan…to be continued