This was no easy task, and I'm struggling with lack of space, among other things, today. I finally just shoved half of Grace's stuff into the garage. She was pretty understanding. I would imagine that had something to do with the fact that I had just moved her bed, from the garage, by myself. For anyone who thought it wouldn't fit... it fits!
I think I got pretty spoiled owning my dream house for the past six years. Even though I know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that God was preparing me for this very house (the closest house possible to the place where I felt compelled to come home), I am having a difficult time adjusting to renting, even "short term". It's OK. I'll get over it. First world problems...
Grace's Room:
Miah's Room:
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