10 October 2011

What a difference a year makes

Last year at this time our house looked like this:

We were frantically trying to pack up our house, finish the renovations that we began more than a year prior, move AND put our house on the market. No biggie. Thankfully we had the best realtor ever (thank you Tanya Ruff!) and my parents were more than gracious in letting us live with them while all the "dust settled" in our world.

It's amazing what a difference a year makes.

Interestingly enough, Stuart mentioned to me last night that he was starting to get the moving itch again. That'll happen when you move 7 times in 8 years (thank you Air Force). And, no you're not Stuart. No you're not.