August 10, 2010
My house has scars. Yours probably does, too. We had this house built from the ground up. For weeks (that lingered into months) I labored over decisions and agonized over choices that–in the grand scheme of things–don’t matter much: corian or granite, maple or cherry, Plush or Berber. At the time, I couldn’t help but [...]
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July 14, 2010
The other morning–amidst a mess of paint rollers and ladders and drop cloths in my bedroom–I sat against the wall, eating a bowl of yogurt for breakfast. Jeff sat directly across from me, eating his own bowl of yogurt. Together, we admired the work we’d accomplished while letting out a collective sigh, considering how much [...]
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