Last night, my beloved and I had a serious talk about This Old House. After almost five months on the market with no bites, we're looking at probably having to drop the price another 10k to get it sold. Ouch. We looked at it pretty hard. It's located conveniently next to my favorite jogging path, and it is getting nicer outside. We love our new daycare, The Emerald City. My beloved's new job is a ten-minute drive from This Old House. So...you guessed it. We're giving up.
Now I'm faced with seriously examining this spring-cleaning business. I admit it - I'm not even really sure what that means. I wonder if I can pay someone else to do this. Aren't I horrible?