Home Sweet Home

Brock and I started looking at houses at the beginning of the year. We weren't really looking "for" a house, per say, just looking "at" them; kind of scoping out our options, but not very seriously. We actually toured probably four houses during that time. Brock has been thinking about changing his employment, and we decided in July that we would look at the few houses that I had found on line, and if we didn't fall in love with one of them, we would put off buying a home until he found a new job. That way, he could concentrate on one big thing and put all his energy into it, instead of trying to split his free time between the two.

We were looking primarily in South Davis County. We both grew up here, and we both wanted to come back--at least for a while. We drove to one of the houses, and it was just the most dated one we had looked at. It had a nice flat roof, with painted white brick, and though we could have put a lot of work into it to make it look more updated, we almost drove right by and headed to the next home. But something told me to hang back, and think about it for a minute. We actually reversed, and sat in front of the house to talk about it. As we sat there, realizing that we really didn't want to have to put all the work in that would be required, a couple rode up on their bikes. They passed us, and then, the guy rode back smiling at us. We both thought, "What's up with this guy? Is this his house?!?" Brock rolled down the window, and the man introduced himself, and asked if we were looking for a house. We told him yes, and he proceeded to tell us that he and his wife had just put their home up for sale, and suggested we go take a look. They were a really nice couple, and we figured "Why not?" We weren't serious about it anyway; what would it hurt to look?

They gave us the address, and it was about five minutes away, so we went and looked at the outside of the house, and grabbed a flyer. The house has an awesome curb appeal. They did a great job at keeping the front yard looking beautiful, and the house was in really good shape. We both knew the neighborhood, and decided that we would take them up on their offer of taking a tour later that night when they returned home from their bike ride.

We called them about 45 minutes later, and headed over. We walked in and fell in love. They had updated the upstairs, and especially the kitchen just put me right over the top. The basement is a bit of a disaster, but none of it is structural. They had begun to remove the lovely wood paneling, and had started to put up sheet rock, but were still in the middle of the project. We walked through the house, thanked them for their time, and said we'd be in touch.

That's when we got serious about looking "for" a house, because we had just found it.

We loved that we would be able to put sweat equity into the house without disrupting our everyday living too much. We loved the neighborhood, and the wonderful yard (perfect for a dog)! We invited our parents to come over and give us their opinions, did some more research to give an educated offer (neither the seller, nor us were working with a realtor), and decided that we wanted to make an offer. Two weeks after they stopped us on the street, and we fell in love with the house, we had a signed contract. Less than a month later, we were homeowners. Things just seem to fall into place when you are trying to do what you're supposed to. We both feel very strongly that this is where the Lord needs us. And we are so excited to be here!

You're all welcome to come visit. We would love to plan a big get together-once we get out of boxes :).