Looking for a new place to live is such an arduous task. Why do I always think it is going to be fun, why is it I forget what a serious pain in the @ss it is?It's sort of like trick-or-treating. You go from location to location and the front of the home gives you an idea of what you think you might - or hope- to get from the inside. Green grass, cute yellow paint, let's hope it's FULL SIZE candy bars served up in a pretty basket. Then you get a tootsie roll. Or a master bedroom that used to be an attic. With midget doors to midget closets and ceilings that do not permit you to exhale, they are so close to your face. Another bust.
*photo from craigslist
