The one where we met the homeowners, and their teenage kids, and their teenage kids girlfriends, and their teenage kids girlfriends baby-who they called, “Booger Snot.” We also met their 7 barking dogs. We walked away thinking those Virginians were a lit-tul trash-y. But then we found out they were actually from South Plainfield, New Jersey.
The one where the Homeowners were from Morristown, NJ. Small world huh?
The one where a pack, PACK, of the neighbors dogs and puppies sounded the alarm and all came charging and barking at us. They looked like a mix between a dachshund and a Rottweiler. Whatever they were, that relationship was NOT sanctioned. I took a purell bath in the car to avoid the rabies I just exposed myself to.
The one with their wealth in the front yard. Which included bunnies for sale, flowers growing out of a toilet, and a thousand other things.
The one where I wanted those blue booties to go over my shoes, so I wouldn’t contract anything through the soles of them.
The one with the mountain view from the pool. #yes
The one with a HUGE safe in the kitchen that could fit a large child. I would not try and rob them ever. #NRASTRONG
The one with lots of questions and nothing made sense. Then I saw the homeowners 90’s looking wedding photo with a dreamy filter over the newlyweds and his mullet. And then suddenly everything made sense.
The one that came with a free child. Seriously though, what mom leaves her 7 year old home alone when people she never met before are coming to look at the house. I mean I know I look normal, but I could be an ABSOLUTE PSYCHOPATH.
The one in the middle of NOWHERESVILLE. The GPS was like, “TURN BACK NOW GUYS,” before we even got there. I’m pretty sure we were in the VA version of the Bermuda triangle. I’m not sure we even existed during those 20 minutes we looked at that house.
The one that was humble online…but ended up really impressing us. We went home with that one 😉