I didn't disappear. I swear.
It's worse. Much worse.
We finally closed on our dream house. Only...
Our dream house? It's a foreclosure nightmare that was in a totally unlivable condition. So we have spent every second since renovating and spending and crying. And then crying a lot more.
I think I've sprained my tush too. Long story. But OW. Those laminates floors should be made illegal.
But it's almost over. Or, well, the moving-in part is almost over. The renovating won't ever end, I suspect. But I will be back in a few days. I swear. I promise. Oh, man, I hope. Besides. There's so much to tell you!
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