Open house

Cas and I looked at a house yesterday. We had no intention of buying it, but it gave us what my very nerdy boyfriend calls our first data point.

It was very pretty. The master bedroom was more of a massive bedroom, and there were three others. The three others were pretty small, though. The lot was small-ish. We loved the kitchen and were somewhat underwhelmed by the downstairs office. It looked to me like the kind of setup for an ambulance chasing attorney to film a TV commercial. 

I had the suspicion that actually walking through an open house would make the whole idea seem pretty real. Mission accomplished. I can't speak for Cas, but I walked out thinking, "Wow. We're really going to do this." 

Here's the requisite page realtors hand out at these things: 

Nice place, but it's not totally us. The search will continue. We couldn't have moved on it, anyway. There's still a month of school left, and neither of us has the time to invest in this until we get our respective students through finals. 

Still, a great Saturday. Now, it's time to clean up, visit with the folks and get my stuff ready for another glamorous week with the children.