

I like this house, not in an “actually I think this is awesome” way, but in a “oh, I’d live there, that would be good, sure” way, and I don’t think I’m saying that just because I’ve been househunting for two years and I’m a wee bit sick of going to open houses with the booties and the hovering real-estate-agents and the awkwardness when you realize that the house you’re touring is probably cursed and you have to flee but you don’t want to offend anyone. So yeah, this house looks fine.
One problem: it’s in Alaska. Nothing against Alaska — some of my best friends etc — well, that isn’t actually true, but some people who I like a lot etc — sorry, I quit drinking tea a few days ago and I’m so very foggy-headed — anyway — problems with Alaska. Right. There are two.
1. It would be a hell of a commute for The Breadwinner, who works in Seattle, and
2. Downhill sledding is such an important part of Alaskan life that all houses come with indoor sled runs (seen above) where people practice year ’round, even in their brief, mosquito-riddled summers, and I just don’t know if I’m up for that.
Found by: Gillian

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