I hate the small lots, too. That’s one of the biggest reasons why I didn’t buy back around 1998-1999, just before prices really got out of hand. I couldn’t bring myself to live so close to my neighbors…close as in they can hear you if you are not careful.

HOA stands for Huns of America as far as I’m concerned. Yeah, I’m going to pay $250/mo to fund some blue hair driving around the neighborhood in a golf cart and fine me for having a stain on my lawn or driveway. Where do I sign up?

Don’t worry, supply and demand is always at work and we just have to be patient and not foolish enough to buy into one of these dogs with fleas…because that’s just what they are.