The Brewmistress has a realtor. And a plan. And the realization that her beer-fueled trip to Belgium must be postponed. Let the house hunting begin! Because the sooner The Brewmistress finds her abode, the sooner she can make her magical libations.
Cheers, and send me lots of happy house-finding thoughts!
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