Signal

     The mansion is a lot bigger than I'd thought it would be, its more than half a football field wide and has four levels. (Not counting the attic.) The furniture is fairly old but mostly in good repair, and the wood and carpet give it a rich, luxurious feel. The utilities are functioning well, with one strange exception: the second floor is a wireless dead zone. No matter how I move the transmitter or where I stand, I can't seem to recieve any signal. I've called in a technician to look into the matter and he'll be arriving in a few days. I'm sure its probably just the materials they used to construct the upper floors, but if its something I'll have to replace I'll need to do something about it.
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     The moving crew agreed to uncover the furniture on the ground floor for an additional three hundred, so now I have an idea what the mansion looks like in its full glory, and I must say, its quite opulent. Hopefully tomorrow will also have some suprises in store. (Good ones of course.)

Testament

     'As to the inheritance of my eldest son, K[rest of name removed], I leave my entire estate, including the mansion, grounds, and all other surrounding properties covered by the deed; as well as all posessions housed within. I also leave to him this stipulation; to create a record of his first year as master of the estate, as was dictated to me by my father, as his father decreed, etc. By fufilling this condition, K[rest of name removed] will assume full ownership of the inheritance previously described.'
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     In accordance with my late grandfather's wishes, I have created this blog to record the first year inside the house I have inherited from him. Updates will come weekly, unless something comes up that I really must share.

K.