It's been only four years since we started out in a one-bedroom humble and cozy little abode that was just D and me. Our new house is still cozy and humble but such a far cry from feeling like we are just about living on top of one another in our old two-bedroom apartment (pictured below). Oh the memories of feeling shoe-boxed in all the time and being woken up by car alarms and people yelling at the repo-tow truck as it dragged people's belongings out of the apartment complex week after week...
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