
<p>You thought I would shut up about real estate by now, didn&#39;t you?&#0160; Well, no such luck.&#0160; We&#39;re still looking for a house.&#0160; I haven&#39;t been able to come up with a funny entry (like I ever do!) because the topic is so emotionally draining.&#0160; It&#39;s actually downright depressing.&#0160; Put up a &quot;House For Sale&quot; sign and The Husband and I instantly fight over everything.&#0160; Neighborhoods.&#0160; Number of bedrooms.&#0160; Garages.&#0160; Yards.&#0160; What&#39;s for dinner.&#0160; Everything.</p>

<p>I&#39;m exhausted.&#0160; I&#39;ve cried over this.</p>

<p>He&#39;s even proposed just packing up and moving to Europe (he&#39;s from a very romantic European capital that I will not name because I am that paranoid).&#0160; I&#39;m not so sure that would make it any easier.&#0160; I want to set some roots down&#0160; But we are still scared of making a huge-oungous mistake (I just made up that &quot;word&quot;, in case you can&#39;t tell).</p>

<p>But maybe, just maybe the internet will make our search easier.&#0160; I was listening to NPR tonight as I was feeding The Boy and they interviewed the founder of this site called <a href="http://www.zillow.com/" target="_blank">Zillow</a>.&#0160; I immediately ran to the computer and, wow.</p>

<p>I&#39;m officially addicted.&#0160; I&#39;ve already looked up the addresses of everybody I know.&#0160; I&#39;m nosy, which probably explains my paranoia.&#0160; This thing is totally cool.&#0160; Now I feel all empowered and shit, like no realtor can mess with me. <u><br /><br /></u></p>
