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Moving Into a New House



Posting a video message with my thoughts on this new endeavor.  

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  1. UnknownMarch 17, 2020 at 8:14 PM

    Good first day!

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  2. Mojdeh RosenzweigMarch 17, 2020 at 9:18 PM

    This was a really helpful message to keep in mind. Thank you!

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  3. UnknownMarch 18, 2020 at 12:19 AM

    Solid day! Resources are overwhelming but then I am reminded that this is a champagne problem to have among those we could be facing alternatively. We will find our way.

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