I can't stop staring at this:
It's the floor. I can see it. And it is good.
Mike and I spent the weekend getting things back in order around here, and it's starting to feel more like a house again. And less like a garage sale. I'll post some pictures of the new upstairs space later, but in the meantime...you need to see this. We had to re-do our closet after the reno, and this is what happened.
Mike hung his shirts by type and color. I've never been more proud of him in my life.
2 comments:
Wow. And you've only been married 5 years? How did you get him that far that quick?
Cliff wants to know what he did with his tights and cape? I think it's awesome! Now, only to keep it that way...
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