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Why I Haven't Been on for a While...

I haven't done a post for... I don't know two months? Well I am just going to say what I have been up to! Mainly I have been helping my parents build an addition on our house! :D I am going to put up some pics of my new room. The room isn't finished yet but it is painted!
                                   This is from the doorway.



                              This is from inside the closet.





                                 And this is just the wall.


Well... thats it!

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  1. ImpFebruary 14, 2008 at 3:30 PM

    Wow and WOW! That has really come along. You are almost done :D

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  2. ImpFebruary 14, 2008 at 3:30 PM

    :D

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  3. CassieFebruary 15, 2008 at 1:12 PM

    I know! So exciting!!!! :D

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  4. CherieFebruary 15, 2008 at 11:41 PM

    Such pretty colors and you girls chose them all by yourselves!! Love it!!

    You are a great worker, you and your sis. Learning a lot!

    Maybe we'll be moved in by Christmas, huh?! :D

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  5. CassieFebruary 16, 2008 at 8:17 AM

    Thanks Mom! I hope we get in by Christmas! That would be great!

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  6. ImpFebruary 16, 2008 at 6:59 PM

    Christmas? Why would it take that long?

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  7. CassieFebruary 16, 2008 at 7:11 PM

    Unexpected delay mainly. Most things have taken longer than we expect. Also we don't want to jinx it. :D Honestly we may be in by Caroline's birthday!!! YAY!

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