The house is getting its first showing this morning, and I feel like a thirty-nine year old man going out on his first date.
We got an email from our realtor yesterday evening saying he’d received a query from another realtor, asking to show the house this morning at 9 a.m.
No problem, right? A nibble from someone this soon, in this market, is something.
Oh, did I mention it’s the…
Many of you know Beth has high functioning autism. Some of you know Beth. A few of you are familiar with Beth’s low tolerance for discomfort of any kind, and the hypochondria that accompanies it.More than once we’ve played the town’s folk as Beth cried wolf, only to find later the wolf was real – and caught up to her.
When she was a newborn/toddler her way too frequent…