Ode to Richmond American Homes
Posted on 03. Mar, 2010
Yes… I scraped this magnificent piece of content from my good friend, Frickin Mom… It was too beautiful not to share with my Utah Scam readers…
With all the emotion I have in my soul, I have tirelessly embarked upon a journey of frickin artistic discovery. Richmond American, I dedicate this ode to thee.
For four long winters
I trembled on icy, frigid nights where heat escaped me.
For forty-eight unending months
I stumbled on our driveway, falling, trying to protect my Nordstrom shoes from gravel marks.
Four one thousand, four hundred days
I wiped away tears of frustration over a dryer-vent that whipped through the air mercilessly, unable to be attached to the outside vent.
For 33,600 hours
I cursed the plastic covering our main floor fireplace, prohibiting its use.
For 2,016,000 minutes
I glared at my windows, wishing they protected me from heat and cold.
For 120,960,000 seconds
I swore I would never buy another Richmond Home.
Now, I shall change my song and begin a count anew.
You can find the original post here.
I don’t know if I feel as strongly about Richmond American as she does, but wow… That was powerful!
