Is anyone else addicted to the search for the perfect house? I love house hunting. It sooths my pathetic soul when I fill it with dreams of owning what I consider the perfect home. I like old, historic houses and if given the opportunity…..and a whole lot of money…..would gladly move into a small, secluded farm house that was build in the 1800’s.
HOLD IT MISSY!
You have a house!
An old house, to boot.
My conscience then reminds me of my fourteen paged to do list that is currently wallpapering the outside of my refrigerator.
I hate my conscience.
So much for the relaxing, kid-free weekend I had previously planned to spend with the seven Harry Potter books and five movies.
HOLD IT MISSY!
You have a house!
An old house, to boot.
My conscience then reminds me of my fourteen paged to do list that is currently wallpapering the outside of my refrigerator.
I hate my conscience.
So much for the relaxing, kid-free weekend I had previously planned to spend with the seven Harry Potter books and five movies.
DRAT! I even had a bottle of wine chilling!
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