Around the 3rd of each month, I steel myself for a visit from the landlord. He’s a lovely man, really: kind, affable and reasonable. He never asks for inspections, trusts us with house decisions and has encouraged us to make his old home our for-now home, in every respect. He...
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It's the day before. You know that day. The day when you're in a state of cleaning mode panic. The day of laundering, dusting, vacuuming, dog-bathing, vacuuming again, glass cleaning, making beds and folding towels and prettying the kids' rooms and making sure...
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Watching friends buy houses used to make me sick. Not sick as in I disapprove of your life choices, but sick as in nauseous, anxious and a bit fuzzy in the head. As perpetual renters, I would wonder what we did wrong, why we could never get our act together...
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So, thank you. For all the likes and the comments and the encouragement and such. I'm so glad that you're still around. Here is the 411 on this new place.
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I started The River Into Words when we were fresh off the boat in Ireland in 2008. We had a family blog, where I updated the parentals and our support base, but with the change in geography my brain bordered on sensory overload. We spent...
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