House Hunting AgainPosted on 2005/12/14 10:50:37 (December 2005). [Saturday 10th December]
I awoke at 10AM with a noteworthy hangover, somewhat excaserbated by the general sense of dread at the prospect of another day of house hunting that lay before me. Somehow though the distinct impression of being "out of it" as a result of my, err, delicate disposition, actually helped to make the process a little less painless. We looked at a handful of different properties, with a couple of different agencies, and I found one place I at least rather liked. Chie was not quite as convinced, so it appeared we would have to devote the whole weekend to this unenviable chore. Ho, hum.
Comment 1
House-hunting really is a miserable experience, isn't it? One of you always loves it, and feels depressed that the other hates it. Or you both hate it. Or (after many repetitions of the previous problems) both of you love it, but can't afford it. You're not buying are you? That's much worse than renting!
Posted by Jimmy at 2005/12/14 13:37:00.
Comment 2
You seemed to have distilled the hatefulness of it very well there Jimmy!
...and we're only renting, so you would have thought it wouldn't be that bad!
Posted by John at 2005/12/14 13:38:08.
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