This morning Michael and I became homeowners. Again. Four years ago we bought the home that we live in right now from Michael’s family. The home we live in was built in the early 1950s by Michael’s grandfather, it is the home that my father-in-law grew up in. Our house is a two-family home that can be converted into a single-family dwelling, but for right now we are keeping it a 2 family for the extra income while I am working as a stay at home mother. We love that our home has such a rich history, and that it is a family treasure.
Recently my aunties sent out an email to the family stating that they were going to sell a home that they inherited
from my Nana. Not just any home, it is the home that my Nana grew up in, a home that has been in the family since the early 1930s. It seemed like kismet. Another family home that was converted from a single-family into a two-family. A home rich with history, and overloaded with charm. We jumped at the chance to purchase this gorgeous family home. And the best part is, the home is already rented out to two fabulous tenants, so we won’t have to go looking for someone to rent to. It is all just perfect. Some people like to invest in Easyjet shares, where as I like to invest in homes.
This morning we closed, and the keys are in our hands. And we are homeowners. Again. You can call us rescuers of family homes. That is our new role in life.
Nana on her wedding day in the living room:
Nana & Bop’s wedding party in the front hallway and the hallway as it looks today.
Pocket doors!
Old kitchen cabinets
I want this window in my house, and I’m trying to convince Michael to expand our front window to fit this in. He is obstinately saying no.
Basement Bathroom
