The wife and I found the most amazing home the other month. It checked off almost all of our boxes. The house was in amazing shape for the price. The neighborhood was nice and quiet and a decent distance from work. It was big enough to hold all of our stuff but small enough to easily maintain and cheaply heat. There was a fenced in yard for the dog, plenty of street parking for friends, and it happened to be in the one spot of the city where adverse weather never happens. We passed up on it though, because the kitchen was a modern black and white and we wouldn't have enough money to remodel it for a few years. I have my heart set on blue. Nothing else will do. Seriously. People are fucking picky over the dumbest shit but even I find this hard to believe and I once checked the ceiling because someone told me the janitor wrote the word "gullible" on it in Sharpie.