This is dumb but I was feeling bad for myself because the view isn't nearly as good as our view in Califonia. But then I remembered to stop being a little brat, and I felt better.
Our backyard, which fuels Ryan's obsession with rocks:
Jared's workshop and more rocks:
Jared's workshop and mess:
Side yard with sad yellow grass after a cold winter:
The previous owners left a sweet hot tub but of course we are too cheap to run it:
Basement food storage and other crap room:
Our classy home gym:
Rest of basement full of other random junk like a Christmas tree, plastic storage bins, and my old slutty prom dresses:
That's pretty much it.