And if my brain quits, then I guess that that's just it

[my_only_right]

We went house hunting today, and I think it's something I could get addicted to. The hardwood floors were so shiny, the appliances were so clean, the rooms were so open... it was nice. Now I'm in a fervor over the places we looked at, and I want to look at more. It's exciting - it's fun - it reminds me of when my parents and I used to look at neighborhoods that were under construction. We'd go into half-finished homes and poke around, pretending that we were moving, even though we really weren't. Eventually we did, but even after Devyn was born we'd look at houses we had no intention of buying. The cool thing is that this time around, we really will be moving. It's neat.

So Craigslist is my new best friend - even though it should really be She Stoops to Conquer. Oh, English Restoration, how you vex me.