Well, yet another weekend was spent, map in hand, internet printout attached to dashboard, roaming Rockingham county looking for that elusive perfect home.
Many long hours, cold coffee, and miles on my truck have been undertaken, yet we remain homeless.
Our latest search with about five "potentials" and each one was more disappointing than the previous. Corner lot, smallest house in the neighborhood, power lines right across the back. Not to forget the no trees, no backyard, no garage issues. Each one had that perfect sucker picture online, taken from just the right angle, when the sun was perfect, using the most distorting lens the photographer had available.
Back to our little hot apartment. To watch the adults throw a friggin football feet from my truck in the parking lot. the temperature reaching all time highs, the sun flaring in the windows.
I need a house, I need some land. Some peace, privacy, cool air. I am going crazy.
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