I signed a contract today. Like, a real estate contract. The kind you sign to buy a house. Not so long ago, I didn’t think I could do it. That was before I saw this place.
Anyway, I’d e-mailed Dooce with general greetings and good wishes, and asked her opinion on a certain aspect of the location* of said house. She never wrote back. I guess she stays busy being a mom/famous blogger. Lesson learned: validation from random internet persona is not necessary in making real estate decisions.
*Near an industrial facility of sorts, with another industrial sort of feature nearby. Not getting any more descriptive than that on the internetz. In the end, neither is a problem.
