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Excuse me while I lie on the floor, kicking my heels and giggling madly.
On a mostly unrelated note, we have succeeded in moving all our possessions from our old house into our new, and I am still in a daze -- partly because of exhaustion, but also because the new place is just so nice and so big and I can't quite believe I actually live here. The first night in our new bedroom (a bonus room we built above the garage, with a high peaked ceiling) I said to my husband, "I feel like I'm sleeping in a cathedral."
The dining room is also humongous, and we actually have a spare bedroom for guests. So this also means that now we have absolutely no excuse not to be hospitable. I shall look forward to it, I think, once I've found a place for everything...