My very good house
The latest installment of my personal Facebook Marketplace
Hello. I know this is not the third book you signed up for. Please trust and believe me when I say I’ve been slowly and steadily working on other posts and that things around these parts will return to normal-ish this fall (🤞🤞🤞). But presently (very Rachel Cusk of me) my life is a cross between a dumpster fire and a Canadian wildfire that won’t just go the fuck out already, thus the steady stream of posts like this one. As anyone who tests the absolute bejesus out of your patience says, thank you for your patience.
TO THE POINT: My very good house is on the market and although sellers always say something like “and it won’t last long!” the truth is, in the Vermont county where I live, the average days on the market is 6 days. 6!
So: If you or someone you know is a) interested in relocating to an absurdly family-friendly (yet also multi-generational) neighborhood that’s in one of the best school districts in the state of Vermont and b) wants to back up a dump truck full of cash to my side door to make that happen, please respond to this email and I will send you a link to the listing! But if you’re some sort of creep who wants to creep on me or my place I will kindly ask that you go do your creepin’ elsewhere. Bitch, I got enough problems. Thank you and I now return you to your regularly scheduled life!
You can find my books here. You can find more of my writing here. You can find me (almost) daily on Instagram. Otherwise you will likely find me with my head firmly up my hindquarters until September!
That mud room is DREAMY.
Damn. That is a good house. The mud room. The bathrooms. The wood in the kitchen. It would be like 3 million Canadian dollars here in Toronto.