It's official. We're all sick. But this doesn't mean that we can sit down and actually take the time to be sick. Well, it does mean that Billy can sleep, because, well, he's a wimp when he's sick. =) I, instead, have to stay up and make sure all is right in the house.
On another note, we had the real estate agent and her client out to see the old house today. There were still a bunch of boxes upstairs, but things were, overall, pretty clean. They kept thanking us over and over because the first two houses they went to were filthy. The real estate lady even came in after the client and her daughter had left to comment that she saw a "twinkle in her eye." She did follow that up with a comment on how she thinks her client needs to see a few more houses, probably, before making a decision one way or another. I agree with that--no problem there. It was otherwise very positive, though.
I must say that I will not leave it up to Billy to sell the house. I was busy doing something when they first came to the door, and I met up with them in time to hear him berating the house. The agent complimented something, and he like shot it down.... I wish I could remember what they were talking about... I think the upstairs bathroom or something. I proceeded to push him out of the way and show them all the interesting cubbies and what updates we had made. Phew! Crisis averted!
Anyway, still keep the prayers coming. For now, I'm going to go lay down or something.
....and then there were 5.
11 years ago
6 comments:
Never let a man do something that a women and do better
To that comment above...huh??? Seriously, I know what you are saying, but I take offense. I am a much better seller that the person above, who I assume is my wife.
But probably not when it comes to HOUSES, John. Melinda's got you beat there!
Yeah, you're right. She is the real estate person of the family.
John, like you've taken any initiative to selling our double wide?? You are good at making a deal but usually leave the details to me . . . and yes this is Melinda.
Wow, guess it is my day to be under attack.
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