*i gave you an inch, you want a house with a yard*

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We've got an accepted offer in on the Trolley house! On deck: meth test, general and FHA inspections, and hopefully closing if all looks good! While we wait, we've been looking at old photos of SLC. This is the Trolley house although the date it was taken escapes us.

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Angela said…
How exciting! Phone date soon so I can hear all about it?
March 28, 2010 at 3:21 PM
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