The Median Sib

Today I walked over the 5 acres of land I mentioned here previously. Larisa went with me and Joey met us there before we left. As Larisa and I were walking I realized just how BIG five acres can be. Do I want to be responsible for upkeep on five acres of land? No, not on your life! I’m not a mowing, mulching, pruning, get-outside-and-do-yardwork-every-day kind of woman. So I’m going to set my sights on something a little more manageable — like one acre or maybe two at the most. This place didn’t have any trees to speak of either — and I want something that partially wooded. Plus, the people who are selling the land live next to it — and they are rude and obnoxious people. Larisa asked if I really would want to live next to someone like that. No, I wouldn’t. That clinched the decision. By the time Joey got there, I had made up my mind. He looked at it — and experienced a little of the rudeness himself — and agreed with us. The adjoining neighbors (people selling the property) had an above-ground pool - strike one. There weren’t any big trees on the property - strike two. They were brusque & rude people - strike three. So now it’s onward and upward to better endeavors.