The Hunt Is Hard

Now that I've put my commercial real estate ventures on hold, I'm on the hunt for a house. I've been looking for my personal palace for a while and flat out can't find it. Every place that I get exicited about turns out to be a hunk of crap. I have such a hard time believing that my price range yields so few houses that don't need completely updated. Why do people use so much wall-paper? Why can't home owner's keep up with the time? I'll pobably look at a few houses this weekend and will probably turn up the same result. I guess when you have as particular of tastes as I do, it takes a really long time to turn up that right house.

Speaking of the right house, my dad says I will know it when it comes. I know I should believe this, but always have that doubt in the back of my mind. How do you really know when that perfect house comes along? It's kind of like girls, how do you really know? I'm ready to find that perfect house and that perfect girl, but the question is, am I patient enough? I guess all I have is time and I have to be. We'll see what happens.