deal breaker

Last week I decided to take the kids over to the library. Our old house was a few blocks away from the main library in our county and it was great. There was a fantastic kids' area with a fish tank and a playhouse and a train table. And there were plenty of books. But now that we've moved, that library isn't close and we will be using a different one.
We all piled into the car and I followed the directions, turning onto the road the library was on. And there it was. A beautiful brick building with glass doors. It was much bigger than I thought it was going to be. Then, as I continued to scan the building and the area, I noticed that the library sign wasn't pointing to the big building. Instead, it was pointing to the double-wide sitting at the end of the parking area.
My heart sank but I thought maybe it was bigger on the inside than it looked. It wasn't. You can see every single book this library has to offer before you even step out of the doorway. It is literally a double-wide. Just one big space with books lined against the walls. I wanted to cry. The ladies working there were super nice but it didn't make up for the lack of books.
As we drove back to our house I realized it was a good thing that I didn't know about that sad little library before we signed the papers on our house. Because I can't deny that it might very well have been a deal breaker.