this time last year

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this time last year, we were busy packing, puking, cold-sweating, packing, sweeping up six years of dust, packing, puking, moaning, and packing some more.

then we moved.  and we didn't unpack, but instead ripped up floors, slept in the same room, puked some more and passed a fever around to every immediate family member.

i still get a shiver down my spine when i remember that time.  it was rough, y'all.  moving suckity-sucks, especially while at least one member of your family is crying at all times.  details.

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i think for my husband moving was like childbirth.  i hear (since i never gave actual birth to these giant children of mine) that those wackadoo hormones that surge through women's bodies forever after childbirth cause you to forget the pain and stress of bringing your precious angels into the world.

while chris and i were reminiscing once about this exact time last year, he said, "it wasn't really that bad, was it?"  uuuummmmmm, yes dear husband, it was.  i almost kicked him but that would've been immature.  and that is one thing i am not.

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maybe i am exaggerating a bit, as i am known to do, but i do know one thing.  i am so glad we moved.  we may be paying for it (literally) for a long time, the improvements, the mortgage, and all that jazz...but it is one of the best decisions we have ever made.

so since i haven't picked up the camera to snap a picture of what we are doing in real time (hence the lag in greatest hits), i will start posting house pictures of what we've done to it, my favorite things, and parts of this home that make me the happiest.  thank you for your patience, honey boo-boos.

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love,

coco