What is that? A duck blind?
Apparently, just before you die, your bushes start eating your windows.
Aha! It’s a residence!
Tame that bush, little shaver! 1-800-TAME-HER.
There’s much left to do to the outside, such as painting, re-landscaping, replanting the grass, fixing cracks in the driveway, and replacing whatever chunk of pipe was shooting water through the front yard and down to the street all last night. But at least the bushes are gone and the leaking roof replaced.
Inside, there’s ripped out carpet, ripped out linoleum, ripped out walls, new paint colors, new appliances, new kitchen counters, new windows (not yet installed), new flooring, a new furnace, and a bunch of new furniture to go with the six new people living there (with the prolifically shitting rats in the basement). There’s much left to do with unpainted trim, an unfinished basement, and a horrendously homely master bathroom. But at least the termites are gone.
And at least the excessive bush is tamed.