On top of all that, I'm trying to get someone to buy or lease my house. I feel like I'm selling cheese to the lactose intolerant for Pete's sake. Crickets chirping, can you hear that? It is an absofuckinglutely impossible time to sell one's home. I'm thinking of going to the grand opening of Chick Fil-et up on Hwy K and handing out flyers Thursday just to drum up some lookers.
So, everyone, just be on alert, I can NO LONGER be positive. I need a break from positivity. It's Eeore time people! Little black rain cloud following me wherever the heck I go. Screw you real estate market! To hell with you, appliances! Bite me, wanna-be roofers! And in the words of the beautiful Jon Bon Jovi, "Have a nice day!"