Almost seventeen years ago, Tom and I were sitting on the backyard swing of my parent's home. We had only known each other for about two months, but he proceeded to describe to me how we were going to get married and have an amazing house someday. He went into specific detail about what this house would be like. I remember asking myself, "Is he saying he's in love with me or with this house we're going to supposedly have some day?" I thought he was just putting on the moves, and well...he was. Worked pretty well though.
In a few weeks, we're going to be demolishing the home where we have lived for the past nine years. In its place, we're going to build that house.
Feel free to drop by and see how things are coming along.
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