Madness

Today (Groundhog Day to be precise) could be a beginning after all.  I did look at a small, four-room, two-bedroom house this evening.  I would have walked out until I reminded myself that I only want to rent, not buy the thing.  The application is several pages, and after a quick glance I believe I will leave a few blanks (like income - since the owner/landlord is a co-worker at the plant).

The house is stepping back into history - not only house history but personal history.  It is something that I might have rented as a student, or in the early years of little income.  Built in the late 1930s or early 1940s, the kitchen is the largest room in the building. 

There is an interesting "structure" beneath the floor between the living room and hall.  Apparently, it was some type of "heater" used to warm the house.  I have been told it will be covered over with the "new" carpet.  The current one is a conglomeration of varying shades of "puke green."  Most attractive.

The kitchen is passable.  The refrigerator needs a lot of bleach to bring it around, as does the stove.  I understand that the "unusual" brown, patterned rug will be replaced with linoleum.  Couldn't be any worse.  There is a window air conditioner in the "back bedroom." 

All in all, the price is about right - AND there is a one-car garage thrown in.  Interesting structure as well - the garage is one "building" shared by two houses.  Who am I kidding - this is still the "rabbit hole."  I hope I can qualify.

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'  ~ Lewis Carroll (1832 - 1898), Alice in Wonderland