I'm a little in love and having to let go of the hope that the pool house on School House will ever be mine. There is all manner of things wrong with it, even aside from how utterly, utterly ugly the "house" is. But it feels just about perfect for us. And instead of being thrilled that someone is finally trying to take it off his hands after two years, a certain seller is doing everything he can to dissuade and punish and make things as difficult as possible. And according to my broker he's not at all atypical. Which does nothing to assuage my general cynicism about humanity.
Doldrums. I'm totally enveloped. Side two of Discouraged Ones. The lavender and lime flavored chocolate from Verdigris this afternoon helped a little, though. This helps, too…
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