My Old KY Home
We sure hated leaving NC, but the closer we got to KY, the more ready we were to be home. I guess there really is no place like home. Although, to see the mess in here tonight, I might reconsider. Too bad you can't vacation, then have some magical genie unpack, do laundry and clean up the "coming home" mess.




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Thanks for the vicarious vacation!
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