When we bought this house it was a tiny cottage. By tiny I mean microscopic. The house had rotten weatherboards, rattley windows, no insulation, zero garden, and took about 20 minutes to clean from top to toe. But, it was in a beautiful town just 30 minutes to Auckland city, and 200 metres to a beautiful beach.
Fast forward 10 years, two georgous children, a global financial crisis, a renovation that took our tiny cottage by the sea to a double-storied family home and one amazingly intact marriage later. So here I am, a wife and mother, in an almost-but-not-quite-done home, looking for ways to slow it all down and celebrate every day...anyway I can.
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