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Sell it, Girl

Ah, darlings. New Years has come, and with it an onslaught of new interest in the house. Today, three, count that now, THREE interested parties came and looked at the house. One of them came twice, and made an offer. In the young folks' vernacular, w00t.

So now I have two offers in hand, plus one more that we are anticipating for tomorrow. I cannot WAIT, darlings. I want this O-V-E-R. I want it so bad, I can taste it. No more people showing up unannounced. No more phone calls from the mortgage company, no more broken shit I have to repair. Mostly though, no more icky dealings with my agent. Check this:

To the realtor today:
Hey, Realtor, I understand that it's in our best interest to be constantly prepared to show the house, but I just got a call from a realtor who was parked outside the house wanting to come in and take a look around. The kid was home alone, and still in his pajamas. I dislike that immensely, and would like to make firmer requirements on realtors giving notice and setting appointments before coming over. Is that a possibility?

Reply:
I will make an additional, "firmer" request.

Me again:
Thanks, Realtor. I'm sure all the people who might have been subjected to a half-naked 11-year-old will appreciate it.

Him:
Well I won't go down that road but if it were half-naked (adult) women [sic] then we could talk....:)

Me, in my head:
Ewww!!!

10:03 pm - 01.02.08
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