I passed by the then vacant block of land almost everyday, never really taking too much notice.
I absently recall a FOR SALE sign going up, a SOLD sticker being slapped on it, the slab being poured and bricks being layed.
I remember a young couple moving in. At the time, to me, they seemed much older.
They weren’t just a couple for long and soon enough had out-grown their first home.
This time around, almost twelve years on, I definitely noticed the FOR SALE sign go up.
My boyfriend and I were in the market and went along to the open house really just to peek.
How perfect for us though…needs some work of course…the price is right…
As a young pre-teen walking home from school everyday, I never could have imagined that one of the houses I passed each time would eventually be mine. It’s so strange to think back, knowing how attached and invested we are now, that I barely even gave my sweet little hive a second glance.
Sometimes at night, Luke leans over and whispers: “I really love our house”. And although we still have a ways to go, it always makes me smile.
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What a great story. Who knew you would live in the neighborhood where you grew up???
That is so cool! I wish i had a story about that but we moved every year because my dad was a builder so there was never a house in the neighborhood that i was attached to.
What a cute story, heading down the happy ending road.
What a cute story! Thanks for sharing!
What a cool story!
What a great story and I’m so glad that I found your wonderful blog! Your home is lovely!
Nice story :) And so great that the two of you love your house so.
Ok, the retro bar stools on the right are the greatest! I love the number thing going on right now.
Great story, I love reading about peoples homes, looks like this might be a fun party to join!!
Very fun. So happy you are both thrilled with your home.
I love that story. You really have a history with this house.
What a lovely story! I can’t wait for me and my boyfriend to buy our first place : ) You just never know where it will be!
Great home and great story! I love all the textural accessories in your vignettes.
What a sweet story! That’s so strange that you ended up in a house that you passed a million times growing up. Isn’t it funny how life works?! Thanks so much for linking to my party!
You have a beautiful home and great tastes!
That is such a sweet story! How neat to have watched your house being build from the ground up :-)
-Sarah Marie aka Miss Mud
Oh I am so loving your blog! The more I stop by the more I look forward to the next post!
Thank you for all you share with us!!
That is such a neat story! I just love your blog, thanks so much for stopping by the other day and for your sweet comment. So glad you did! =)
This is such a fun story; I’m glad I had the opportunity to read it thanks to the party link. I just saw the link for the cool bar stools and they are pulling me in!
The camera I used for the pictures of the flowers was this one http://www.google.co.uk/products/catalog?hl=en&q=fujifil+cameras&um=1&ie=UTF-8&cid=18014312333538721841&ei=fJvSS5fsHZn40wSX-Z3cDQ&sa=X&oi=product_catalog_result&ct=result&resnum=3&ved=0CDYQ8wIwAg#ps-sellers.
It is my boyfriends camera…I try to use it A LOT as it does great close up shots. Otherwise I use my own crappy digital camera lol. Hope this has answered your question!
What a great story and how nice that you are still in the neighborhood you grew up in. Kind of that happy circle of life thing! Your retro bar stools are awesome!