Our house arrived in little pieces...okay not little, but in pieces. It took all day to unload the semi trailer and count the pieces. There are four pieces in this picture, each piece has a number(1, 2, 3, 4). And unlike reading, they go up from right to left, or at least it did for us, it all depends on which side of the wall you work from, we chose the inside so everything would go completly backwards for us.
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<><><>This is our house the next afternoon (which will be one year ago tomorrow). We had to stop at some detours our delightful designer planned for us...or rather, didn't plan at all about.
<><><>And so, as we sat around today on our 1 year aniversity, in our warm basement, we thought we’d see how far we’ve come...
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The tailer trash have moved up in the world and now live in a nice little tar paper shack. Although we're inclined to believe this picture doesn't do our mothers shack justice, we leave it up to our friends to find out for themselves. Our doors are always open (while we're home at least), and on a good day its 66 degrees upstairs.
And to our friends who already know...the grins and giggles are on the house.
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