Sunday, March 19, 2006
Dumpster divin'
Eric didn't necessarily go diving, but he came back home one night after an excursion with Brett to retrieve a slender, long piece of black granite. It was conveniently hanging out of some trash receptacle (I hope it was trash) at his work, FRCH Design. I can't even lift the thing, it's so heavy. Right now it's serving us as a clothes shelf until Eric finishes his cherry dresser in shop next quarter. How nifty. What will it be next? (Only 1 quarter left of school. The countdown and house-hunt begin!)
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Yeah, until you realize that you can't afford anything! Brady and I spent the night looking at land, houses, etc., and we're screwed. (Don't confuse that with any other connotation of the word.)
Hey, I never said finding a house would be easy for us. You guys should just make the move to Ohio and cheapen your cost of living but not your quality of life, of course. :)
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