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Oy vey...
We will have officially been in the house a month on Sunday. It feels like we've lived there forever, like we've always lived TOGETHER and of course we've had our fights since we've been there - it's not all butterflies and sunshine - but there is just so much love in that house and I feel like this is what our relationship has been begging for for the past 3 1/2 years. We made this house a home together and it's such a cool feeling. It's not like when we had the apartment and buying a wall sconce made the place seem 'homier'. We've stripped borders and painted and cursed and sweat moving furniture and bickered over where we were going to hang those damn shelves. And in the end, it's our home. We did it together and it's everything you could want in a first house. It's perfect.
In order to prepare for our house-warming party on Sunday, I have the following things to accomplish (I love making lists):
Tonight - take down fixtures and paint bathroom; do laundry
Tomorrow - run dryer again because the stupid thing takes 3 cycles to get things dry (also going to barn)
Friday - put bathroom back together, get house picked up
Saturday (my birthday!) - Ag Day in the am, then make sure house is spotless, vacuum and mop floors in the pm
And Leslie's spending Saturday night! It's been almost a year since we hung out and there's just so much to catch up on. Emails back and forth just don't cut it. I think we'll probably go out Saturday night for my bday but being in that house is going to be like walking on eggshells. Gotta keep everything clean! At least the party's not until 2 on Sunday and I can pick up in the morning...off to the gym...
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