As I leave Ohio, one of my postal customers got me something special! Never underestimate the daily interaction with other people. Your next good friend may creep into your life
We have an offer. It’s not what we want. Normal thing for home sellers, buyers never have all the money or financing they should. But hey, if it goes through Christmas is spent together. We have a possibility of the beginning of December to have it all be finished.
We spend 12 years getting the house were we want it. And either we give up the desert dream or stay here and prefect the house. I’m not staying if the desert has a place for me. There are mountains and blue skies… I’m stuck and selling cheaper than I should. All home owners think the house owes them something. I had a deal on the next home, so I must sacrifice the value I perceive.
Margaret looks through her blinds. Her neighbor has the trailer again. His loud truck growls. Her poor little Roxy hides under the table. Shuddering at the noise.
She looked at her window. The trailer had something under a blue tarp.
“He’s a crazy!” Margaret speaks to the nervous dog.
Roxy wags her tail.
“Let’s go for a walk.” The words crawl from her mouth
The trailer calls her.
Outside she sees an arm hanging out beyond the tarp.
“Oh my God… I knew it he is a killer!” Margaret walks dragging a dog behind her.
“It’s Halloween!!” A booming voice calls from the door. A less than crazy man stares at the neighbor from hell.