This May Be The End

The whole purpose of this blog was to document our efforts to get STUFF out of the house, fix up the house, and put it on the market so that we could, y'know, get the hell out of Dodge. About a month ago, I thought we had gotten to a place where we could have a realtor come in and start the process of selling. So.... we invited one over.

When we received the appraisal for the house -- what this realtor thought we could sell for -- we had to make a change in our thinking. The price he suggested was less than we paid for the house in the first place. And we have spent thousands of dollars on improvements like the kitchen and the bathrooms. Plus less noticeable things like plumbing, electricity, and flooring.

Due to a road trip to La-La Land for Media Guy's graduation from college, and the Wizard's work schedule, which has him in Florida for the summer (not my idea of a summer vacation spot!), we haven't really had time or energy to figure out what to do next. Suffice it to say that our plans to get out of Dodge are currently on hold.

And I have to figure out a way to maintain my sanity if we stay here much longer. If I liked booze more, I could become a drunk. That would definitely take the edge off. Other suggestions that have been put forward are going back to school (online, not on the ground in Dodge), homesteading (chickens, goats, more produce!), getting a real job, and embracing insanity. If you have other suggestions, feel free to put them forward in the comments.

In the meantime, if you know of anyone who wants to buy a nice house in Dodge, let me know.

It even comes with bunnies!