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I have a front door. I had to open it to get into my home this afternoon. It was a surreal feeling, in the very best possible way.

We stood in the great room, slowly turning and taking it all in, all the windows and doors. Zoe said softly, "It's starting to feel like a real house, Momo."

Yes, yes it is.

(My idea of going to bed early last night was foiled by work and house plans. I call it a success as I hit the pillow at 1 am rather than 2 like the night before. It looks as though I'm heading in the same direction tonight. What's sad is that I got more sleep during finals week in college. I'm too old to be regularly pulling this shit.)