Lemon House

We've finally moved to the new house. Piled high under boxes we have much work to do. Once again, I wish we could afford to purchase a house. But alas, we don't have half a million dollars. So we are renting a lemon house. I'm not talking about lemon trees, oh no! Lemon trees would be great. I'd make lemonade. I'm talking a lemon house. Stinky living room carpet, non-working oven (we got the stovetop working!), a busted dishwasher, a broken concrete backyard and we have a hunch that the air conditioner on the roof blew up it's motor yesterday. If we could fix that laundry list of things, it would be a cute weird little house. As it stands, we're exhausted and if one more thing blows up, I might lose my mind.