You'd like to buy our house for your meth lab? Why, that's just what this neighborhood is missing!
After all the building, painting, digging, planting, and repairing we've done, to say Chris is frustrated would be an understatement. After owning a gazebo for four years this is the month it decides to rip across the top. After living in this house for three years, this is the month the tiles start to crack. And the tree in the back yard? What is it, ten years old? When does it die? Oh that would be now.
So, this exchange yesterday, twenty minutes before our Open House, made me giggle.
I call out from our bedroom closet: "Chris, the light bulb just went out in here!"So, how did the Open House go, you ask? Let's answer that in pictures and numbers.
And Chris shouts back from the office where he's trying to scrub a brand new carpet stain, in a near hysterical voice: "Of course it's out! Why wouldn't it be out? As a matter of fact I should be asking you 'Is the light bulb out yet in there?'"
60 chicken wings, 40 breadsticks and 2 cases of soda for our Open House: $56.00
Having ONE person come to our Open House: shitastically awesome
Consuming five breadsticks before this picture was taken while crying: only awesome
Obviously the real estate market wants me to put my head in the oven. But, then of course I'd be the one to clean that too.