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Seriously, I really did. All was fine and dandy on floor number one. I sketched and looked and sketched some more, walked up the stairs to the second 4,000 ft., all the while sketching and looking, wandered from room to room (which is the natural progression of appraising;usually harmless because the house is not the size of an average public high school)...kept sketching...walked up a flight of stairs to the 3rd (it was only about a third of the sized of the first two...1240 s.f.) and continued on my happy job (all the while wondering who the hell would live in a house that has "wings" that strangers can walk into from outside without you ever knowing)...finished sketching and walked back down another set of stairs....and circled the 2nd floor looking for any goddamned set of stairs to get me back down to level one...honest to God, I was frightened that the homeowner would find me huddled in a corner whimpering like a baby. I was there to take note of an average house value of upgrades (read $500,000 of updating)...holy cwap. What a day.
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