Over the last week-and-a-bit, I’ve been without my family. Alex and the wee one were out in BC visiting with family. Me? On self-imposed exile in the basement to try and wrap up as much of the renovations as possible.

Yes, I need to provide pictures of progress. But you’ll understand why I can’t in a moment…

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They say that the first six weeks are the toughest. If you can make it through the six weeks without bodily harm to anyone, and still able to smile, then you’ll be able to make it another couple of decades.

“They”, incidentally, are other parents who’ve suggested this six-week milestone to us.  I think they’ve all been beaten down, and the six week mark is where your will caves in and you just become a drone…

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