dreams...

Last night I had a dream where the landlord died and the house went up for auction immediately (it also turned from reasonably tidy to an absolute mess overnight, and someone had stolen the dining room table to sing songs around, piano bar style). The neighborhood biddies were using it as a gathering place to mourn Mrs. Landlord and they kept requesting Smirnoff Ice. I was flipping out because a proper virginia hostess should always have the right food on hand, but like, no one I know drinks smirnoff ice, so I had to send someone to the store for smirnoff. I kept trying to ply them with fizzy peach wine but that only kind of worked.

Adventures in Real Estate...

Is it considered a one or two bedroom house if it's got one bedroom, and a shack/shed in the yard with a small toilet in the corner?

Peculiar houses of the day...

I'm pretty sure that this was, at some point, a very simple, sweet little white farmhouse. Sort of like most every other farmhouse 'round those parts. So, wtf is this porch addition? Is that supposed to be a bay window? Who thought this was a good idea?

I guess it's fancy... 'least it's fancy for down round those parts of Virginnie.