We met with Kerin yesterday, and by the end of the hour, she had me convinced that we needed to re-do Roger's bathroom and completely renovate our kitchen in order to sell the house. Admittedly, I've got the world's smallest kitchen, but I still prefer my solution of advertise the house via Grub-Hub and tap into the population that has delivery places on speed-dial and don't care about the kitchen. We'll see how it goes...
I'm still recovering from the plague that I picked up in Utah - coughing up a lung every hour, more mucus produced than any body should be able to hold, sounding like Lauren Bacall on a bender - so just talking managed to exhaust me, but as long as my primary capacity in all this is going to be to write the checks, I think we'll still get through it with our sanity intact.
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