We are one day closer to getting the house. Why does time slow down when something exciting is about to happen? But today I did some sneaky Christmas shopping for Ronald. If I tell you what I bought, I would have to kill you and I'm not sure you'd want that.
Isabelle keeps getting fooled that Ron is home, she looks outside and every time someone walks by her tail wags and she runs to the door. Poor soon to be disappointed thing. She has the longest ever list for Santa Claus, mostly for treats and slippers.
We have a pink poinsettia and a tiny Christmas tree and they are ever so lovely and abiding. Our little reminders that the holidays are here, and oh the thought of moving it all to a new place is daunting.
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