Glass House

Nobody likes moving, but I have never had the experience of being in a house that is for sale. It is a strange feeling for sure. All of your belongings and personality must be removed from your living space so that the potential buyer can see your soace as theirs. I get it, my greek wrestling painting may offend some, just tell yourself they are playing leapfrog. This morning I was late for work because I couldn't find where I hid my toothbrush and deodorant. This house needs to go under contract so I can put my beanbag back in the living room an stop making the bed. 😈

Hindsight

I rarely think before acting. I mean, I think about the potential bennefits but I never really dwell on the potential negative. It gives the freedom of new expierience and perspective, but it also makes me wholy unstable. Entertaining but constantly in Flux.