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a Tuesday-Monday

Having spent the day in the car yesterday, today was a bit off.  I thought it was Monday all day.  We had a good morning doing school, finishing earlier than usual because the boys worked ahead yesterday while in the car all day.
20130514_130932We went to the new house after school to see what all was happening there these days.  I had not been there since the pool and driveway concrete were poured.  Today, the hardwood floors were being installed, the landscapers were distributing topsoil around the flower beds, and the pool guys were around, too.  Busy day at the farm!
Ended up being there 3 hours, looking around and figuring things out with the flooring guy and landscaper. ( I am so ready for the decision making process to move on to the next phase of moving in!)
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Driveway in...getting closer to move in day!
Today's gifts were both from my boys.  In working ahead yesterday and in being patient today while the hours drug on, they were great!  They make me so proud.  Love them.

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