What happens 72 hours before you have to put your house up for sale?
July 14, 2008 | Family,Stuff
Artwork on the wall.
And the stairway.
And the door.
And the alarm.
Heck, I wasn’t even in the shower when that happened. I just had the telephone glued to my ear all day, talking with the bank, the other bank and the realtor, trying to meet another 72-hour deadline.
By the way, anyone looking to buy a house in Tampa? Because I have one for sale. Yep, we’re moving. Here’s the door to our new house. Can you guess where it is?
(For those of you I’ve already told, you don’t get a guess.)
We move in one month!
Stay tuned.
Posted by Becky @ 10:40 pm
July 15th, 2008 at 10:07 am
Oops.
July 19th, 2008 at 3:35 pm
I hope you used Mr. Clean’s Magic erasers!
July 20th, 2008 at 8:30 pm
Dude.
July 28th, 2008 at 11:23 am
Oh.My.God.
July 28th, 2008 at 11:21 pm
I wish your new house was in western North carolina but that doesn’t look like WNC one bit…where are you moving? if it is north it is probably closer to me.