Old House Attention Deficit Disorder
My wife and I had a conversation this week about the Devil Queen. We both agreed that we were tired of working the Devil Queen and that we’d rather be work on another house. Not any house in particular, just not this one. Somehow, this seems sick. Are we suffering from a rare pathogen or mental illness?
A symptom of the illness manifests itself as an uncontrollable need to look at other people’s homes. And, worse yet, we take pictures so we can, um, enjoy them in the privacy of our home.
This home is in Dardanelle.
Lithium or institutionalizing? Is there hope for us?!
A symptom of the illness manifests itself as an uncontrollable need to look at other people’s homes. And, worse yet, we take pictures so we can, um, enjoy them in the privacy of our home.
This home is in Dardanelle.Lithium or institutionalizing? Is there hope for us?!
posted by John | 3:44 AM
3 Comments:
You must be pretty well-rested to be fantasizing about other homes. When I'm well-rested, I get all sorts of crazy ideas like to dig out the basement myself or jackhammer our sidewalks and put a patio in (I will do this one eventually).
Stalking old houses eh? The old house papparazzi.
Jocelyn,
Actually, we're exhausted (and delusional?). I think the urge to move on to a new house is our way of escaping the monotony of the Devil Queen.
Here is another bit of trivia on the house shown here. According to my wife, when this house was on the market a few years back, it sold for $40,000 and probably dates back to the 1870's. Any takers?
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