I got camping insurance, but apparently, if someone steals my tent in the middle of the night, I’m no longer covered.
Mary went to work and came to my place at noon, and we were off and running for the next five and a half hours. We went hither and either and drove up one winding road to a hidden house which would have been a torture chamber for us, stairs everywhere!
On a lark, we looked at one more two-story place which has possibilities. Upkeep is pretty simple as it does not have much of a yard… However, it has a second story, so we will have to get one of those little chairs that go up and down the staircase. That’s a good size 3 car garage and has a view over the valley.
Nice driveway and room for a shop!
Great privacy!
Nestled in the Anaheim Hills.
After looking at all the various houses, we were too pooped to pop, so we stayed home the rest of the evening. We watched a movie called “My Spy” which was absolutely hilarious.
