Hey remember the weird realtor who kept telling me the house was not for sale and how it would be for sale for One Point Three Million Sometime in the future? On Wednesday, a new sign went up and yesterday it came up on the mls. For $980,000. Which is basically almost a million and too much for me. Also outside of the Gary Drive Zone. But so very curious, these realtor games. I drove up on the property last night on the way home from work. Because I am a real estate stalker and also just cannot resist doing this to myself. It is sort of like picking off a painful scab. You cannot stop doing it and it hurts but you also cannot stop doing it. Kind of like finishing up the pie.

Today’s long day at work ends in showing a pony to a potential buyer that just sounds like a diasaster and plane wreck waiting to happen. I love waiting all day for a nightmarish end of my day. It just makes that day so much more fun. This whole lying, evil Emily Reilly and cohorts and evil, unethical attorneys thing just has me in the black place of all things. I’ll just go snap out of that now.