Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Our Stuff

The movers came today.  An earlier spot opened up and I jumped up and down in glee when I found out I didn't have to wait until April 3rd to get our stuff.  The house feels like a home and the reverberating echo has disappeared.  I made a scratch in the hardwood floor and I feel terrible.  It isn't deep, but I am the guilty one who made the first mark.  Better than having to blame a kid for the rest of their life.

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