In 2012 I was 25 and working in residential mortgage. It became increasingly clear to me that it made financial sense for me to buy a house, rather than continue to watch my rent climb year-to-year. I found an adorable little house in St. Louis Park, a first-ring suburb of Minneapolis. The house had everything I needed, but having moved from the bustling and culturally vibrant neighborhood of Eat Street, I did miss Minneapolis a lot and hoped that someday I would be in the position to move back.
Fast forward to this past July, a friend of mine forwarded a “for-sale-by-owner” listing of an adorable Minneapolis house. The seller was a former college instructor of hers and when she saw the listing she thought it might be what I was looking for – she could not have been more right. That night I met the seller to see it in person and I knew with my first step in the doorway that this was meant to be my Minneapolis house. Fifty-eight short and excruciatingly stressful days later, I closed on the sale of my St. Louis Park house and the purchase my piece of Minneapolis history.
I’m finally ready to give you guys a peak! I’m so excited to show you around and would love to hear what you think!