We never did get around to weatherstripping our front doors like the home inspector suggested in October before we bought this house and eventually we had hoped to replace the dated bathroom sink and vanity but seriously did god really have to send a pick-up truck barreling through our front doors to motivate us to change? For whatever reason I had the urge to laugh about this all day, even though deep down I feel sick thinking about how one of us, namely 16-month old Jasmine, could have been standing in the entryway when the truck barged in. But the hardest losses we suffered today were our doors that we both really liked, the tile steps, that had really grown on us, and the quirky old sink designed to be able to wash a person's hair in which I sadly never got around to trying out in the 4+ months we have lived here.
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