I've been MIA since I gave you the news about our decision, and I apologize. I just needed a little break. But now, I'm back. From Outer Space. I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face. I should have changed that stupid lock. I should have made you leave the key, if I had known for just one second you'd be back to bother me!
SORRY. I get carried away sometimes. But I am back! And I have news! Good News!
We are moving...FRIDAY. As in...the day after tomorrow. It's a townhouse, and it's a rental...but you know what? I am so happy about it. It is so nice to know that on Friday night, we will put my son to bed in his own room, and we will go cuddle in our own room...one that isn't right next to the water heater. We are a two minute walk to a great park, and we are a six minute drive from my older sister.
Clearly, this is not the route we expected to be taking back in March when this whole ordeal started with a simple act up pulling up linoleum, but this IS what happened. This IS reality.
And I WILL be happy about it.
IN OTHER NEWS: We officially have a crawler. Also...Matt has a GOATEE! At first...I laughed, but you know what? I think I like it!
So...I think that about covers the last week. Townhouse, crawling, goatee. Yep! That's about it!