Three things I learned this week:
House buying-selling is exhausting. You are required to live up to a neatness standard that only a fugal nun without possessions (and cats) could do. Having a pandemic doesn’t help either. Pass me the bible and the rosary. Oh, that was packed. At least the Clorox is still out.
People be nuts. Ok, I knew this already but this includes today’s kids. My house was rejected by a couple who loved everything about it but the bedrooms weren’t all the same size. We have one that is smaller. By smaller I mean 10 foot by 12 foot. Their kids would fight about who got the smaller one. Perhaps those kids need a week with my dearly departed mother to understand how good they have it. As of this morning (Thursday) the house hasn’t sold but there has been lots of activity. Most of it requiring me to be out of the house so posting will be erratic (again, not erotic although…).
In addition to all this and covid-19, there is a backdrop of insurrection going on that I don’t have the energy for. Did I see it coming? Yes, indeed. You can’t have a raging lunatic running your country without negative outcomes. Ask any banana republic.