But our bedrooms are so small. Our closets are tiny: I have about 4 feet of usable hanging space. And the bathrooms, while nice, are just not big enough. It doesn't help that in the mornings everyone including the cat and the dog tries to get in the 7 foot long "master" bathroom.
So we are pretty excited about the rental, our new home while they pop the top here. Dave put a gate in the fence between the two houses, so now we'll be able to move back and forth without driving around the block. And we're hoping it makes clear to the renters after us that We Are Friendly People and We Get Along With Our Neighbors. Unlike the nutjob renters who moved out---and painted the room that will be Conors, wait for it, black! We'll be repainting Conor's room next weekend.
We also moved plantbeds this weekend to get them out of the way of the construction. The hardest plants were my grandmother's hydrangeas, which have grown quite large. We moved one to the front of the house and one near the back. I'm hoping they will both like their new homes.
And I am pooped. I did not do that much today besides digging, but I am just whooped.
I have to start packing this week and determine what we take with us and what we leave in the garage or my home office. I don't want to move everything, but I also don't want to spend the next 6 months skimping on things. Of course, the remodel will be done right around the time twins are due so minimizing repacking is a goal, too. Advice is welcome.
That said, whatever we decide to do, it won't be "wrong." There is just going to be slightly more convenient and slightly easier.
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