Speaking of patching roofs, here’s a song that I would always hear on the oldies station my dad listened to when I was a little kid (although I think this version was the one playing in 1985). I love the images chosen to accompany the song here.
(As for house hunting, there was one likely one. But how do you know that it’s “The One”? A few people have asked if I want to start dating again–I think house hunting is similar enough that I don’t need to.)