on living next to graveyards

and tolerating the unacceptable

I’ve written two posts in a row about real estate. They were unexpected and fun to write. Pretense and refinement were fun things to find and write about. I’m also a bit proud of myself. In writing both, I’ve spared you dear reader from the single most unacceptably corny cliches about real estate.

That small mercy on my part is about to end. Time to sully all of us with what I believe to be one of the worst jokes ever. It’s so cliche. I hope you will tolerate it.

You know what I’m talking about. Even if you don’t? Pretend you do so others will believe you’re smart. And? If you do not like cliches, click on this link. Ok. Perhaps that’s so overdone, it’s cliche too. Not my problem really…

Here we go. What are the three most important things in real estate?

Location location location.

Great. That’s taken care of. Who’s ready for a shower?

No?

Anyone take their device and smash it in rage?

No?

Ok. Good.

Let’s continue.

Although, I’m not certain where I’m going with this.

Though my lack of planning …