I guess I am not unique in this, my house is falling apart. It seems every where I look I see something that needs repaired, rebuilt, painted, refinished, dusted, cleaned.
And as I am stressing over my long, house to-do list that I carry in my head, I think, 30 years of good, hard, fun, running, kids, babies, mom, lots of animals, aggressive skaters in the house, 18 years of teenage boys, budding artist painting all over walls and furniture. I guess, it is not as in bad shape as it could be. ;) And we had some fun in the process of destroying, I mean, living in it!
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