
Front door, hollow, not meant to be an exterior door at all. Weird. Which made things worse for me last night, when our motion sensor light out front kept coming on and scaring me. So then all the old house noises seemed exaggerated, and poor Jess had to stay up until 1 am or so proving to me that we wouldn't be murdered.


I'll leave you with another of my well executed self and baby portraits. My nose is all of me that made it in.
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