This was a difficult week filled with packing and moving. I hate it!
Like most, I just want to close my eyes, make a wish and everything would be magically moved! After many failed attempts, I resorted to actually moving a little here and there everyday after work. My guilt came from Ryan worki
ng endlessly at the house. Our routine turned into me getting out of work asap, making (or picking up) dinner, and taking it to him. Unfortunately, this would be his only break and first meal of the day. This is how we would share our moment our moment for the day, in the back porch, eating until he had to get back to work.My poor guy. Love him more than words can say. He just wanted this house to be ready for us. I will definitely let Little Bean know what an amazing person her pops is.
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