Property Addict...

Okay, you all know only too well that we've found a new home, and that, given all the hassles we've had in securing it, I am never ever moving again (well, not for many years anyway). So why am still trawling through the many e-mail alerts that I receive from real estate agents everyday? Is it a morbid fascination? Another form of procrastination? Will someone please TELL ME to unsubscribe from them.

In the same vein, I must stop reading the property section of the Sleepy Boring Town newspaper. I keep tormenting myself with how much you can get for your money over here, compared to what we're paying in Trendy Seaside City. Why can't I accept the utterly obvious reasons for this? You know, like the fact that property is going to cost more in a popular city where stuff actually happens, rather than the latte-free boringsville that's my current hometown.

And, finally, I must, must, must stop watching so many home selling/buying/improving shows on TV. I knew it had gone too far when I found myself sobbing and yelling 'I feel their pain' at the TV when someone's house purchase fell through...

So, d'ya reckon there's a Property Addicts anonymous, or specialized therapists for this kind of thing? ;)