Spent the morning looking at houses for sale. Thinking about moving. Don't have to move, so can be picky. Want a basement and/or a garage, and maybe an HOA if I can find a good one.
The house next door (attached) is going on the market sometime this summer. My sis and I were thinking about buying it, just because, you know, there's no HOA here anymore and what if it gets bought by someone who doesn't keep it up? Plus we could get a good deal on it and make some rental income. But we already did the landlord thing and didn't like it much. And this morning her BF said, if you don't totally like the place you're living in, why do you want to buy the other half? Just find a place you do like and move. And I thought, the man has sense. So maybe I will.
I've been idly house-hunting too. Right now this is my favorite, because of the covered patio in back:
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Only problem is it's smack in between two commuter rail stations - if I'm moving out to the suburbs, I really want to be close to the train. But the price and school district are right, and it's just about the perfect size.
That's right where Don Draper lives, right?
Yep! Except, spoilers.
BTW, you guys, these cupcakes are fucking delicious.
That's right where Don Draper lives, right?
It's the right town, at any rate.
Got my hair cut and I'm back to having bangs. Have been shifting stuff around the house and pulling things that can go in next weeks garage sale.
No strawberries at the farmers' market (I knew it was too early), but some delicious farmhouse creamy cheddar with arugula, a loaf of GF pumpkin bread AND GF graham crackers (there are s'mores in my future, oh yes there are!), and frozen quarts of GF soup: asparagus with Meyer lemon and dill, and shrimp etouffee. Nom!
Now is another round of pink on the my newly-bleached streaks, and getting everything ready for my first day of New Job tomorrow.
Truly a Buffista at heart.
"Ooh! You changed your hair!" is truly the greeting of my people.
No strawberries at the farmers' market (I knew it was too early)
Things are just blooming here. How did you think you'd have fruit? Oh! My blackberries are on the edge of blooming. I need to lure unsuspecting people down when they are ripe to pick them. Those bushes are brutal.
Mmm, I want local produce. P texted the other morning saying she was going to start her garden and what requests did I have. Let's keep our fingers crossed that that works out. I asked for berries, herbs and salad. Oh, and carrots for the kids. Because it's cool when you pull out big frilly leaves and omg there are carrots as roots. All about the educationish bits. And having treats for me.
