Imagine piles and piles of boxes everywhere. I'd show you, but my camera isn't on me at the moment.
Actually, it's gotten a lot less ugly. On January 1, we actually slept in our own house. It happened to be one of the coldest nights so far this season and we didn't have insulation, so in the morning it was 51 degrees in the house. It's only gotten better and warmer as we've unpacked, the temperature outside has risen and as of today we actually have insulation upstairs.
So here's to a warm new year in our own home and figuring out how to properly thank people who have taken you in for 8 months.
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