Over the years, I continue to complain about this house
The sense of belonging, becomes a burden, trouble, none satisfaction
Its shortcomings are even more than the advantages I had seen when I bought it
For example: poor community, slow value growth
Low school rank, crimes involved with guns
And itself is old, hydro and heating equipment aging
All this, after numerous repeats and adding
Finally break through the defense of my wife
A real estate agent is invited, he give us an unexpected Valuation
And a proposal for beautifying before listing
I fly into action, while searching online for apartments along the subway
Looking forward to a strange new space
And the contemporary feeling of no mowing, no snow removal, no repairing
Spring is here, I worry about that the barren garden will undermine the coveted deal
Decide to prune, weed, clean up
With a large pile of discarded concrete blocks, I divide the garden into some squares
Plant Lactuca, peppers, cucumbers,and tomatoes
The weather is perfect, my hesitation gradually disappears
I work more and more vigorously, addictively
To save time,I do not even bother to go back into the house to pee
All numbers and moisture are washed away by the sweat
When the agent asks again about the listing
I tell him: "I'm sorry, about the house, I changed my mind."
2011-06-04