975 E 300 N

If you're from here, you call it Spanish. If you call it Spanish Fork, that's fine, you'll learn. Here's a brick rambler on a quiet street that's been completely remodeled - and the primary suite is the part that's going to confuse you. It belongs in a house with a much bigger number on it. We're not sure how it got here either. Three bed, two bath, all on one level. No stairs, no hauling laundry up from a basement, no negotiating with your own knees. Main level living this nice almost never comes up, which is why you're reading this at 11pm instead of sleeping. The lot is .27 acres and goes back forever. Enough room for a garden, a trampoline, a shop, or all the stuff you've been storing at your parents' house since 2019. One attached garage, one detached - one for the car, one for whatever project you've promised your spouse is "almost done." Roof, furnace, and AC all replaced in the last few years. Which matters here, because the canyon wind has personally removed shingles from half the homes in this town. Yours are new. Sleep well. Come see it before the Dons play at home and nobody in this town answers their phone for three hours.