Moving Right Along

Well, we sold the non-hypo-allergenic house after only 5 days on the market. What? How could we sell the house six months after we bought it? Perhaps this little sonnet (with no rhyme-scheme; iambic pentameter was hard enough) could give some insight.

SONNET FOR A SOLD HOUSE

How could we sell thee? Let me count the ways.
I will sell thee for the heights you’re dreaded
Electricity bills were in winter.
I will sell thee for the depths the termites
Dug into your wood. I will sell thee for
The breaths of fresh air my husband can take
When we leave your character-laden walls
Behind. For the drug-dealers, our burglar,
The UPS truck’s armed Christmas robbers
Just forty yards from your charming front porch.
For the brownies baked in your oven turned
Lop-sided for your roller coaster floors.
For all these things we say goodbye and flee
To a land of quieter things to be.

Oh, if you want to see a virtual tour of it with our stuff in it and it really cleaned up, go here and click on the virtual tour. Ours is the first listing. Micah & Jessica did such a great job on the virtual tour, it made me want to buy the house. But then I read that sonnet and reconsidered...

Since we have to be out by the end of January, we are looking for another place to live. We hope to buy something, but we may run out of time and need to make other arrangements. Any creative ideas?

By the way, soon I will write a blog about our surreal Thanksgiving. Remind me if I forget.