This Thanksgiving is a neat bookend to the last. My new home is a bloody delight compared to the Pittsburgh dumpster fire. The worst thing about the new home is that the handle for the kitchen faucet raps against the backsplash, so you can go only 90% hot. Upon reflection, I've decided that's more tolerable than taking a six-figure loss.
Oh, and yeah. Who puts an enormous skylight over the bed in the master bedroom?