110 + 2

renovating a townhouse & raising twins

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+ 8,000 miles

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Hello, friends!

Crickets.

Um, hello? Anybody? Dad?

In case someone does check in here, let me explain where I’ve been. Way back in October (when I last blogged), I was making progress on a few house projects–updating the master bedroom, getting ready to change the nursery to a big girl room, and finishing the front porch. (Ok, I was thinking about the porch, but mostly just allowing it to consume me with guilt. That’s almost like working on it, right?)

Then–poof!–all my motivation to work on projects and update the house disappeared. For good reason.

We decided to move…here:

Zoom in, shall we?

Photo by orange tuesday

That’s Taipei, folks. We’re moving to Taiwan! Hubby has a two-year contract starting this fall, so we’re packing up the girls and leaving 110 in June. Gah! We are keeping the house–we’ll be renting it out–but I don’t know that we’ll ever live in it again. I’m a little heart sick about that part, but this is a move by choice that we are very excited about.

Oh boy, there’s so much I’d like to share with you about our move. Like, say, deciding what to include in our 4,000 pound shipping allowance. And getting this house in rental condition–that should be interesting(ish). Then of course there will be the apartment search in Taipei. House Hunters International, anyone? I know, I know, you’re wondering about the big questions: Will I be able to find contact paper and Mod Podge in Taipei? Time will tell, friends. But getting crafty and decorating a rental with unknown supplies is sure to be fun.

Can’t make any promises about post frequency, but I can tell you I’m excited to get back to blogging and that I’ll have lots to share in the future. Want to join me on an international adventure?

And now for an abrupt transition to something completely unrelated…

Have you seen the Ryan Gosling “hey girl” meme in which smoldering pictures of him are overlaid with hilariously unlikely declarations of support to his girl? (Get acquainted here.) Well, I couldn’t resist this invitation to give Hubby the “hey girl” treatment.

And because he understands the importance of this whole thing…

OK folks, I’m hoping to be back here soon. But now I’m off to weigh the couch. How much is 4,000 pounds anyway?

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