A...H...s!

Dear Friends,
The best thing a person on the move can do, on an eventless weekend, is to pack!
I'm dying to put my hands on some fresh boxes and bubble wrap, but I can't. The sale of my condo continues to be up in the air! The corroded valve is still sitting ugly, waiting for someone to take pity on it! The mere fact that I can't find anyone to fix it, is a good indication that there isn't really anything wrong with it. The property manager said so, the agent said so, and a certified plumber said so. Just some rust, that's all! Who is perfect? Aren't we all a bit dusty, rusty or musty, but functioning?

As I was wallowing in my condo blues, cruising my friends' friends' walls on Facebook, I came across this very meaningful poster. Love it! I wish I had it when growing up, falling in love, breaking up and signing back the offer. Pardon the profanity, but I think my potential buyer and her inspector are A...H...s!