Get, get, get, get over it

As I repeat this mantra in my head — the house is definitely a no, btw — I’m attempting to scroll through the hundreds of houses in my price range for the ones I like and the one that might someday, if Josh and I are lucky, be home. The kitties would definitely like a bigger house, preferably with a fenced-in yard so they might work up the courage to go outside someday.

I’m marking houses now, between getting ready to go out and drown my sorrows in free cocktails. Yes, free. At least something’s available. Yes, I made that joke because I’m a bit bitter. I’m noticing that I’m only attracted to architecturally interesting houses. Sunday — the next time I’m viewing houses — should be fun. I am seeing a Craftsman, which I’m really looking forward to. I’m already pulling for it a little.


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