The house hunt begins.
I have a feeling this is going to be a long process, but we're thinking about it. Someday we'll need more than one bedroom and I'd like a closet that doesn't smell like chicken.
Captain and I went for a hike yesterday. Captain has been wanting to tour the suburbs, so while we're southwest of the city I suggest,
"Why don't we drive around and look at some of the towns?"
We start driving around Milton. We're barely into it and Captain exclaims,
"This is what I don't like."
"What?"
"All these traffic lights."
"Traffic lights?"
"Yeah."
"You want a town without traffic lights?"
I mention that I'm not sure where we'd have to move to, maybe Montana, if traffic lights are a deal breaker.
Captain capitulates,
"Some traffic lights are ok."
We've yet to determine what number of traffic lights is the breaking point.
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