It's not enough that we turn our worlds upside down next year by adding a second child. Oh no. We like to keep things incredibly interesting.
So we decided to sell our house and build a new one.
Never mind that moving is in the top ten most stressful things you can do in your life, right up there with having a baby. Let's just do it all,
Now I love a clean house--who doesn't, right?
Two days ago, this house was immaculate.
And then I got the holiday decorations out, half finished putting them up, and left the bins scattered about (on the floor, no less, where Will has easy access to pull out random ornaments and leave them in random places--like the toilet). And then at 4:00 this afternoon, we headed to Home Depot to pick up odds and ends to begin finishing what we've lived with for the past six years--unpainted trim, drywall holes, and cracked tile, to name a few.
Upon coming home, we jumped right in, didn't hold back, and while I was busy spilling the pan of paint in the one carpeted room of the house, Will was busy unrolling an entire roll of paper towels, pulling out all the trash bags, and using paint stirrers as drum sticks.
Yep. Certifiably crazy.
But way excited about what could potentially come.
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