Last night John and I went and looked at my Mom's old house. The guy we sold it to finished it and had a renter moving in today so he said he could show it to us. So John met me there after work. The guy did most of the work himself. He put in Granite countertops and showers. He added a second bathroom and put hardwood floors throughout. He cleaned the brush from the yard and overgrown trees from the last 40 years and it really looks amazing. Unfortunately my fucking (brand new) camera seems to have a bad battery and even though I checked it and it said full when I left in the morning after my first picture it started to say low battery and then proceed to die. Seeing the yard really reminded me of how it looked when I was a child. It was sad to see but in a way it was good closure. I really wish we could afford to move back to that area.