Working up a sweat today was easy since I filled the wheelbarrow with all the garden clippings. So there I was...taking a breather on the bench, when a car came slowly...very slowly...down the mountain.
Noticing that they "seemed interested," I walked out the front gate.
Watching them come to a stop near the driveway, I waved and smiled as the driver did the same.
Rolling down her window, she told me she was about to pick up one of the listing sheets from the box. So I did what any eager seller would do...my mind thought, "screw the realtor, I'll sell the house myself!" I know that's not nice, but the natural sales person in me "took over" like the Exorcist or something.
The next thing I knew I was introducing them to the Pres and giving them a personal tour!
The woman,accompanied by her mother, seemed really interested and told me her husband would plant the whole place with flowers and want to build greenhouses. Smiling broadly after hugging them, I handed them the listing sheet as they headed out to their car.
Maybe they'll be back.