You can’t see me, but I’m dancing a jig. Well, I’m not really ’cause I don’t know how to dance a jig but if I did, I would, but it wouldn’t matter ’cause you wouldn’t be able to see me so you’d have to take my word for it. So either way, you just have to trust that I’m happy about my current living situation. Whew!
We have a house. A nice house. A beautiful house that has made us all incredibly happy. Now to be honest, when I first saw the house, I hated it. I thought, I could muddle through for six months. Nine months max. But absolutely positively no more than twelve months. But the hubs worked his magic and took my eclectic furniture and decor and made this house a home. But before we get to the inside, let me show you our pride and joy, the front porch.
The hubs has always wanted a front porch… But none of our other homes have ever had one. Every night as he tried to settle down, he lamented the lack of a front porch…
I think when he saw this space, he decided he’d never leave this house. No matter how much I begged. No matter how much I pleaded. This porch is the porch of his dreams…
Yeah, I’d say the hubs is pretty well settled into front porch living…
