We’re looking for a house. It’s an experience, to be sure.

Today, we saw five with our excellent realtor. We liked two, and then we really liked just one. It’s in Takoma, but not Takoma Park. Regardless, it’s a fifteen minute walk to the metro and a fifteen minute walk to the farmers market. Those are both big deals.

The house has been recently renovated — read, “flipped” — but in the nicest possible way. They did, what appears to be, a great job.

We’re still mentally in love with this place in Hyattsville, but we haven’t seen it yet and the inside could be all shag carpet and rat assassins. Hopefully, we’ll see that one later this week and then see a few more in Takoma and then maybe see one more and then just that last one and then be ready to think about making an offer only to have the carpet pulled out from under us because, hey, someone already made an offer on that place.

It was surprisingly enjoyable today, and I hope that feeling keeps going. I’ll let you know.