I'm in process of purchasing a home...not a house, more like a condo, but a home regardless of the size.
I've asked for very few things: 2 bedrooms, 2 bathroom and attached garage {so I can set-up nicely with a roommate--her identity is still unknown}.
In the last two weeks, I have seen three places. Two of which smelled as though someone had died...okay, maybe not dead body...maybe more like a few dozen exploded cat bladders. Lovely. The third had neither two bedrooms nor two bathrooms...
I really wish I could pull a picture out of a magazine, show it to Santa when he tucks me in at night and drive past it on Christmas morning and find his cane by the staircase...wouldn't that just make things easier?
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One day, you will walk into one and it will be the PERFECT one. There will be no question...it will feel like home right away.
It will be like...magic...
I love the Santa part at the end. I wish things worked like that often.
You can always buy a couple cans of Lysol and the smell will go away. I will totaly come spray it for you.
I have a feeling you're about to find
that deluxe apartment in the sky!
I know you're asking yourself:
"how does he come up with this stuff?"
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