This was definately not the greatest week I have ever had. Rushed work, bad weather, and low pay (not to mention our looming end of employment date) made for high stress, high risk roof work. Imagine my delight when towards the tail end of day 35 on Orcas island, I received a call from my lovely wife informing me that I was now the proud owner of a new home.
Perhaps unknowingly, the girl scout troop that made this gingerbread house, created an engineering marvel (the almost 40 lb structure barely supports its own weight). I bid on the house at a gingerbread house auction to support the red cross, and as I nibble away at it in a dangerous game of holiday jenga, I cannot help but think that I got an incredible deal. I have roughly calculated around $30 worth of frosting and candy alone (I paid $10). My equation on the home's worth doesn't even factor in the fact that after exhausting perhaps every type of candy ever created, the girls turned to produce.
I believe I have made a very savvy real estate investment. Unfortunately as I peel away the chimney (which looks to be made of flax seed?), I am pretty sure that I am not helping the resale value. I am crossing my sticky fingers in hope that the interior is lined with thin mints and
samoas. 
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