My parents are moving.
My mom, a professional interior designer, did an amazing job with this house. It's really is a work of art.
While I was over there today, I thought I'd snap a few pics of my favorite little details.
My family has always moved around a lot so none of us were super surprised when my parents decided to relocate only a few months after finishing a total remodel overhaul with this house.
You see, my mom and dad like to play this game called Move-Into-A-New-House-Remodel-The-House-And-Then-Move-Into-Yet-Another-New-House.
(Side note: Growing up, I mostly hated this game. But now I'm stronger for it. So, I guess, in the end, it's an OK game.)
No one in my family ever gets attached to houses but I will admit that I'll be sad to see all this beautiful house-ness be sold.
I'm already over it. :)
So farewell, Salt Lake City house.
I only technically lived in you for the first two years when you weren't much of a looker. But you've since cleaned up nicely and I think my parents have lived in you for longer than any other house.