It's what I like to call nesting. Home isn't home to me until the pictures are on the wall. I know, it's a little ridiculous. A job? Food for the fridge? They all take a close second to a fresh coat of paint and a few curtain rods. It's what you call priorities. We've found a place for most of our things and gotten rid of the rest. I can hear my dad now: "When in doubt, throw it out." Here are some more pics.
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