Just when I thought I had found the house of my dreams, disappointment reared it's ugly head. Recently I came across a cute little white house for sale in Nova Scotia, it was SUPER cheap and I fell in love. I was certain it was the house for me, so much so that I was already deciding how I would fix it up to make it just perfect. Well, just last week I found out that it wasn't quite as perfect as I had thought. Turns out the town it's located in is home to a very large penitentary that happens to specialize in violent criminals. Isn't that lovely? Needless to say I am no longer in love with the cute little white house. I guess it's for the best, at least I found out about it before moving in and finding out my next door neighbor happens to be Charles Manson.