Back in August, we bought a home that fit our expanding family. After months (and months and months) of searching for a job in Denver, we succumbed to the reality of staying put in DC for awhile longer yet. We were at first crushed. And then, when we wrapped our heads around a new future, we realized life was pretty good. And it got better. When we started earnestly looking at real estate in DC (well, in Takoma Park), we were elated to find a place for sale merely two blocks from our current house. And it was, channeling Borat, very nice!
(Oh, that reminds me. One year Sam dressed as Borat, I think?? ). Anyway, he costumed himself in the following way):
|Happy family entering our home for the first time, coming prepared with toilet paper. Giddiness and fresh coats of paint can make one have to urinate!|
|The couch lasted a good twenty minutes
before we started messing it up with dog hair and cereal bars and crushed cheerios.
…now, six months later, I love it just as much. Stains and all.