We’re taking advantage of our neighbor’s desperation and low interest rates to purchase the 3.26 acres to my right. Wish us luck as we navigate “balloon rates” and other sorts of terrifying language on all these papers we’re signing.
10 acres sounds better than 6.5, doesn’ it? Plus, I would literally kill myself (literally!) if I drove home one day and saw a modular on the vacant land next to us. *shiver*
So first we shall conquer Bangs, then onto Brandon. Perhaps one day Homer?
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