I have been busy. Way to busy to blog, but I owe some family members some pictures, and so, as I sit, in someone else's house waiting our first showing, I will update a bit. These pictures are horrible, and I am ashamed to post them because they are so grainy. THat is what I get for taking them at 5 in the morning.
Anyhow, all my stuff is gone. The house isn't much mine anymore. There isn't much left that says "this home belongs to that crazy lady, with crazy taste". Which is the point, I guess.
The house does now, rather resemble the personality of Dustan- who states that he would like very much to live like this forever. Ugh. Man. But men like him buy homes, which I am banking on. And praying for.
Thanks mom. And Lindsey. And Renee. And Jesse. And Dwight. For all the hard work you put into this.