A new house for the new president?

Let's face it. Americans among all other living species on earth love to change things up a little. Whether it is dumping a spouse of two years or returning a leased vehicle, change is always in the air.

Many also afford to uproot and move. Physically. It comes with appetite to explore anew. Some less and some more. From down the road to across the country. Sell your old abode and move into a new one.

Well if you think about it for 100's of years American presidents have been vacating their abode and handing the keys to the new one. Said abode goes by the name of 'White House'. It is like a Marriott extended stay (min four years unless you pop off or something).

Now that Trump has the virus the whole house has to be hosed down. Even though its White. Cannot let a covid cause issues with the long term rentability of this mansion now can we?

Maybe we can. Who's to say that the next President might take offense at this old charmer on Pennsylvania and seek out counsel form Tarek Moussa on whether to Flip this old house.

Dude - this had covid. Nothing but bad things happen here - bad things. Can we flip it?

Where would you be looking? Oh let me see - I want something more modern. I mean I cannot even find an outlet in this darned thing to charge my old man large key telephone. Get me many outlets.

And not sure about the carpets or the walls either. Who came up with these crayola rooms? Red, Blue, Green.. it gives me headaches. Let us go for some calming greys.

Like Earl Grey.

And oh yeah - I want some privacy. So the further away from the public the better. I mean the noise on Pennsylvania with the traffic, even with covid is awful.

And get rid of that period furniture. It takes me three days just to climb into bed. I mean I take naps all the time you know. It needs to be quick.

Tell you what. Let us make this place into a museum and charge lot of money. It will pay for the new place.

Take me home.. somewhere else.

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