We are no longer under contract. The seller wouldn’t fix the knob and tube wiring.
I would write more about it, really I would, if it didn’t make me so tired to think about it. And then I feel horrible and selfish for being upset, because we are lucky to have the means to buy a house and there are plenty of people with bigger problems than not being able to find a house to buy.
You know, like say the homeless.
Anyway, we’re back around to where we started, which is nowhere. I think we may just pitch a tent in the woods and be done with it. That’s all well and good except that this area has a substantial black bear population.