It was 2013 and Zach and I were in the market to buy our first house. We had an 8 month old baby and a lot of ambition. We decided to make our first house an investment and try our hand at a fixer upper.
We found a gorgeous, albeit decrepit, old Victorian built in 1890 that was begging to be brought to life. One couple had lived in it for the past 40 years, raised their kids and grand kids, and were now in failing health and needed to sell. It had been on the market for over a year.
We offered 10K less than the selling price, and the sellers accepted.
We were over the moon, and with naive but happy hearts, we celebrated our closing day by eating pizza in our “new” master bedroom on Philadelphia Eagles green carpet that likely had every possible dust mite living in it.
Grateful for food and new opportunities.
My dad couldn’t help himself and started ripping off wallpaper. It is strangely hard to stop when you get that solid long run off of the wall with one pull. And then the next piece you have to pull so hard you punch yourself in the face with the one square inch of paper you manhandled off the wall. After punching myself one too many times, we bought a wall paper steamer.
- 1948 sq.ft
- 4 bed, 1.5 bath
- Oil radiant heat
- No cooling
- 0.15 acres
Follow along to see how this Victorian beauty came back to life!