I just ate a BT sandwich. It would have been a BTL, except someone (M) ate all of the lettuce. What’s up with that!!
Since when doe he eat vegetables? Unprompted?
Regardless, after all of that house hunting this evening, it might as well have been a medium-rare piece of tenderloin covered in peppercorn, with a side of blue crab. With, oh, some tuna tartar. And a gorgeous glass of Merlot…
House hunting is exhausting, as I have now discovered. I feel like we are this sort of tornado, descending on all of these neighbourhoods. We are kind of all over the place…We like it….5 minutes later, we don’t like it. Then we like it again.
It’s totally in. And then it’s totally out (neighbourhoods, I mean). AND then things join the picture that we were never expecting.
And by that, I mean Lake Nona…
And the real funny thing about this post is that I haven’t even talked to M since I got back from hunting with his parents. M’s mother is so awesome, she knows how to ask all of the right questions. And is super picky, and very verbal about it too. Which I appreciate it. I love people with very blunt opinions. It’s refreshing. I can’t stand beating-around-the-bush.
We looked at a few houses in the neighbourhood, and then decided to ‘what the hell’ take a look at some town houses.
Apparently I have preconceived notions about them. Or at least I did. After seeing this one, I no longer do. In fact, I want it. Who wouldn’t?
It looks like Celebration, FLA…. which, for those who aren’t in the know, is beautiful and so out of our reach its not even funny…
2 responses to “Not sold yet”
Something that helped me while house hunting was taking a book and writing the pro’s/cons of a house while in that house. Helped with the getting home and I liked it, no I didn’t, yes I did. My memory sucked and we saw soooo many the kinda meld into one, so taking notes sure helped to keep straight the ones we wanted to go back to again.