We finally sold our home this past fall. As we were packing, we snapped some pictures to help us remember the ordeal. We are currently in our temporary housing situation at my sister's, but are hopeful that we'll be in a new home this summer.
We all had our weepy moments while saying goodbye to the home we lived in for five years. It's been three and a half months now, and we're doing OK. It's hard to see someone else living in our house, and I get mad when I see them doing new things to it. The worst was when I drove by and saw they had tore the fence apart to get a bobcat inside the yard to tear out all the shrubbery. I'm getting mad just thinking about it, so I might as well just post. Grr.
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