Springtime Questions Abound

If only real-life housing quests could be solved in 22 minutes.

My wife Cheryl and I put our house on the market November 1, 2001. A clear-cut omen came earlier in the day when a woman ran a red light and wrecked our car.

Through all of 2002, our house was the one prospective buyers found inadequate. It was infuriating to see equal and lesser dwellings come on the market and get snapped up in record time. We were really starting to get a Ziggy complex about the situation.