I write you today to ask for your understanding. You see, I live in the house that you can’t stand.
You know the one. The blithe on the block.
We dont look unusually bad in appearance (not particularly good either but it is on the corner and is 100 years old so, its design is generally not too offending plus, we are a dirty color of white so we dont really stand out except if you begin to look closely. That cheap1960’s want-to-be wood grained paneling that is broken in places and entirely painted white… probably in the 60’s!, doesn’t exactly look regal i know).
No it is not our appearance that is so offending. It is us. Continue reading