New house

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It's official, I am a home owner. Our new house is amazing! Poor Shelby is not really sure what is going on. We painted inside the entire upstairs during the week and didn't move in any furniture. She was so tired that she went into my closet, used my work clothes and made herself a bed.

After we finished painting, we moved in on Saturday. My family was a huge help and they unpacked and moved almost everything. Caleb and I are left with very little to finish up. We woke up on Sunday to our new house for the first time and it was awesome! Too bad Caleb and Shelby both got sick on Sunday and ended up throwing up most of the day. Blaaaa. Here is Shelby passed out on my bedroom floor.
Caleb has given his self a very busy to-do list with the new house. He is going to build some stuff, clean some stuff, and design more stuff. It's going to be a good project for him as long as he doesn't burn out too soon. Here he is pressure washing the deck outside.
We had tons of help moving. My whole family showed up, even my Grandma & Grandpa Miller came and made dinner for everyone who helped. Thank you to all the support so my pregnant body didn't have to lift the heavy boxes. Even though I did pack 90% of them, I did not have to pick them up!

 Those are Caleb's legs, he is hooking up the dryer while Trevor hands him parts.

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