It's been six months since we packed up all our earthly belongings (which weren't many since we sold them all on craigslist and ate dinner off of cardboard boxes for several days...but I'm getting ahead of myself) and drove our ill-advised selves and our unwitting brood of children, the youngest of whom was a fresh three months old, from California to Michigan to start this crazy adventure. And by "crazy" adventure I mean "absolutely insane/no one in their right mind would ever dream of doing that/you people must be smoking some serious crack to even consider such a thing" adventure. And that absoluely insane/no one in their right mind would ever dream of doing that/you people must be smoking some serious crack to even consider such a thing is that we bought a house off of the internet...without ever having seen it. Oh yes we did. No, I am not making this up. And it's not just a house, no sir. It's a "fixer". Oh yeah, I know. I KNOW.
Hopefully, every ridiculous, mind boggling, holy-cow-that-cannot-be-true thing that led up to today and whatever strange, amazing things lie ahead of us will eventually be layed out here in black and white for your general amusement (with the side benefit of making you feel like an absolute friggin' genius in comparison to us goobers) but for now just know that it worked. Somehow, it is wonderful. Not everything is great or happy or clean or pretty all the time, but it doesn't have to be. It just has to be Good, which it is.