Penis for sale

We're selling the house so I'll have more options. Work got me into this depression mess in the first place so we want to make sure that when we mention the unmentionable, foul, four-letter 'W' word in possibly September, I'll have the flexibility to find something new that I can enjoy and balance with a personal life or go back to something old with new perspective, energy and the ability to say 'Hell No' if necessary :).

This morning I glanced out the picture window of our For Sale 3 BR, 2 1/2 Bath all brick, 1900 sq ft (with full unfinished basement) property and noticed that the sign didn't look quite right. Early last week I glanced out to find the sign missing. Ah, the joys of raising teens. They or their friends are constantly doing things to annoy one another and in this case, their parents, er, their dad anyway. Mom thought it was hilarious.

I couldn't help but laugh this morning when I noticed that a giant 3 foot penis was covering the cell number of my realtor and long time childhood friend Karen's name placard at the top of her Allred & Company sign.

And they say teens are lazy and unmotivated. It took time and effort, not to mention some serious woodworking abilities and access to Dad's shop to rout out a penis. They'd even epoxy'd magnets to the back to attach it to the sign. Very creative. Hard to be depressed when you're laughing so hard you leak pee.