21 years ago I married this man. We were madly in love then. Today we are a bit greyer and a lot wiser and possibly more in love than the day we married. I don't get flowers often. Like, ever. But today we came out to the real house and he surprised me with flowers and a lovely card. Happy anniversary, My love.
We hung the hall closet door.
Then we got our butts kicked by the double doors to the den. Stupid screws in the top of the doors... One stripped out and derailed the install. Quick post and then back at it!
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