All of this is still applicable – excepting the part where House #7 dissolves into a pit of lava… Our backup offer worked! (6 months later). After these months of intense moving/building activity I can get back to visiting this lovely oasis of snark. But first a recap… : )
In Front of Dream House #7
You are standing before a nice, two story house with the prefect number of rooms, the ideal amount of non-grass yard, a lovely pool and deck area, and a perfectly sized guest structure off to one side.
A real estate agent is standing nearby.
>AGENT, WHOSE HOUSE IS THIS?
Agent: “Hopefully yours! It’s been 2 long months of house hunting and deal making, so just sign those papers and your dreams will come true!”
>AGENT, WHAT CONTRACT?
The agent gives you a funny look.
You are carrying:
a purchase contract
a deep bitterness
a flask (containing booze)
>GIVE BITTERNESS TO AGENT
The agent takes the bitterness from your hands and gives it a thorough inspection. “I’ve seen worse,” she says, handing it back.
>WHAT IS DREAM HOUSE #7?
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