So, while I am still all depressed about the loss of my beautiful, heat duct-less house, I must press on in the search for a place. I saw a doozy last week....... So my first sign of trouble should have been the marketing. The blurb online said that the yard had won awards. There were 16 pictures of the yard. The notes said it came with a bonsai potting shed (and who doesn't want one of those?) Hmmmm.... Is anything missing here? Yes, yes, in fact there is. Details about the inside. Very important. And probably not left out on accident.... So you walk in. Oh, wait, I left something out before you even walk in. The house is pink. Well, my realtor called it salmon. Whatever. It was pink.... OK, so you walk in and you realize oh dear, I've stepped back into 1960. Which is when this house was built. Which was also the last time it was decorated. I could go into a great many 1960s-esque details, but we'll sum it up in one. There was a room with avacado green shag carpeting. On the walls. Well, on the floor too. But on the walls. It was even on the light switch. It was groovy. And totally soundproof. Smashing.

In other news, it is oppressively hot. I am so not a summer person. It's a toasty 79 degrees inside right now. And it's not even noon. So we'll watch for that to climb as the day goes on. I went down to the basement to do some laundy and actually found myself enjoying it down there. Sure, it smells and it's dark and dank and more than a little creepy. But it's cool(er). God, I need to find myself a house with air conditioning. Or at least a bathroom with a window that opens. There is nothing worse than showering in an un-ventilated bathroom in the summer. Nothing. Well, probably some things. But I can't think of any at the moment.

It's TJ's birthday today. I got him a good present. But I can't tell you what it is since he hasn't gotten it yet. But it's good. I would make him a cake. But it's too hot. If you want a cake, be born in January.

Posted by blueostrich at 11:49 AM
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