Quick, what's the first rule of real estate?
I don't know any real estate agents (except the one who sold me my house) but I'm guessing that most people know that age old axiom off the top of their head; location, location, location.
I hate winter. I've always hated winter. Everyone who knows me knows this. So, you might ask, why do you live in Syracuse?
Good question.
This winter has been an abomination. We're already approaching 100 inches of snow and it's only January. The temperature the past few weeks has been -20s with the wind chill. I hate it. Leaving the house is a chore; taking Jack out is also a chore. Basically, anything is a chore. I'm constantly looking forward to April.
So why am I here?
I can't answer that. I was recruited for a job that seemed a lot better than it actually is (even though I really enjoy it). Other then that - I got nothing. Going to North Carolina and looking for a job without anything to fall back on would have been difficult and this was quite easy. I guess I took the easy way out.
Not to say that overall I'm not happy here. I just think that living in Syracuse is going to give me permanent seasonal affective disorder.
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