The last night in our first bungalow
Updated: Mar 20, 2020
It's surreal. I feel like it was just yesterday when I packed up my Riverside apartment and loaded my closet in my new boyfriend's dad's truck. It feels like just yesterday and a day ago that I stood on the St. Johns River at 3 am with a guy I worked with as he told me about his first home purchase.
In two weeks or so, that home won't be ours anymore. But man, did it give us a lot of growth, love and protection. And it is so bittersweet.
I am thankful that we were able to accomplish the things we did in this house - two promotions, a masters degree, a new kitten, an updated kitchen, a brick restoration project, and somehow, we masterfully got the grass to grow without any seed, tilling or sod.
I am thankful that we were able to find the love we have in this house - many family holiday dinners, many friends visiting from out of state, a father's day bbq so our families could meet, and an engagement.
Mostly, I am thankful that I can smile at this house, and for the memories that its new owner is surely going to make here, and cherish for a lifetime, just like we will.
Without further ado, a completely holistic before-and-after of our home on San Juan. We love you, and we will think of you always.
2016..... to now.
San Juan listing photos, 2016 (credits to NMLS).
Our porch and backyard.
(I had to include a celebrity appearance...)
Our house went under contract with multiple offers in four days. I'm so proud of this 92-year-old sanctuary that I will be forever grateful served us.