Married with.......a beautiful home?

"What was your favorite part?" he asked as soon as the door closed behind us. I concentrated on climbing the narrow stone staircase in the dark. "I would have to say the view," I replied.

"Of course the view" he said, "it's absolutely amazing. What did you like about the house specifically?" 

"Alright, I really loved the speakers in all of the ceilings, how the music is piped through every room, even in the bathrooms. Oh, and I like that the bathroom floors are heated. What was your favorite part?" 

"I loved the fireplaces and how great a house it is for entertaining" he said. A little more quietly he remarked, "but there isn't any room for children." And like a man who won't give up his porsche I gave the equivalent of a "What? WHAT!? It can ride shotgun!"

"Well we'll just take the plasma out of the wall in the movie room and we'll put it...[the entire rest of the house is windows] we'll put it....well, we don't need a tv, we'll just stop doing what the tv says." *

All of this took place between the parrots and the vines on the staircase leading away from a house we had just looked at with our broker. Prior to making housing decisions, I was in bed for a few days with a cold (the sneezing and coughing made my back hurt!). But now here I am climbing the hills at a place where deliveries are made to all of the residents who have deemed it too risky to wield their own groceries. 

So, what's a week after a year's time? 

Back to our regularly scheduled blog!

*Someone graffitied "keep doing what the tv says" on the newspaper stand on our street.