Just a little more to say about the house selling process today. You see, when we purchased this house, we did so fully aware that we were investing in a transitional neighborhood IN THE SOUTH. That last bit is important, as it really does come with it's own special kind of charm - several more cars than drivers per household, at least a few of which haven't run in the last 20 years, rusted and parked across the lawn, and, of course, a few outbuildings of dubious structural integrity. We thought we'd outlast these neighbors - that before we left their lots would be bought up and nice homes would be built on them - lowering our risk and raising our home value.
Well the best laid plans, as they say. We're leaving slightly ahead of our timetable, our agent has admittted that our neighbors are the biggest risk we have going for us and so help me, now that the for sale sign has been placed in the front yard, they're mobilizing against us!
How bad can it be, you ask? weeellll.
Kitty corner (catercorner?) from us is a disgusting little flat roof apartment building that houses the drummer for the Derek Trucks band. He's a great guy. Only problem is that at any given time he's got between 4-6 equipment trailers and or mobile homes parked on his yard, in the street or wrapping around the corner. Not so bad, but not the best looking thing to have nearby.
Our next door neighbor - again, a super nice guy. A super nice guy with a rusting old loooong not-road safe Saab rotting mere inches away from our lovely landscaped yard. Inches? Surely you exaggerate, you say? Not really:
The bamboo and native grasses grove in our yard on the right - lovely Saab on the left.
A view of the Saab through our native grasses grove:
This morning the Saab was to be towed away and removed from the property! Joy! I acutally offered the guy money to have it towed ASAP (once he mentioned that he was thinking of having it removed). The only problem is he's lost the keys to it, and so it cannot be towed away. Guess we'll have the Saab with us for a little longer.
This same neighbor also has a backyard bayou bar! Every time we move house, I say to Scott that maybe this time we will live near a nice cozy neighborhood bar. I've always wanted a cute little place to meet friends and really frequent - for that Cheers feeling, I guess. The very weekend we moved in the Saab owning neighbor built his right in the backyard and made my dream come true! Looky here!
....across the street...a not too bad looking little bungalow. Had a tenant for a while when we moved in who had a bunch of really barky dogs - bassets and the kinds with really loud, low barks. All the neighbors were kind of happy when he and the dogs moved to the country - more space for them to run and more air to dissapate the sound of thier barking! As things can go, though - the replacement can be worse than the original. In the last month the house has become inhabited by about 5 young punky boys. There's always about 6 cars there, parked all over the place - though so far they are quiet....still, the cars parked in the front yard really don't help the asthetic:
and on the other side, we have a series of 3 structures! One was acutally built onsite and at least one of the others was (according to neighborhood gossip) pushed across the street (when the lot it sat on was bought and a nice new home was erected on it) by a truck/crane combination that the owners rented down at the local rentals-r-us. Word has it that one of them stood on the roof during the move to push up or somehow guide the electrical wires that run down the street out of the way of the roof. Curious to see what this thing looks lilke? Wonder no more:
So what's this picture then?
Why it's almost a live shot of what is happening outside my house right now as I type these words! It's the owners of the above pictured shack cutting down all the trees that block our view of all 3 of thier shacks. How very kind of them, after not doing a single thing to their yard or the rotting squirrel-nest structures for the entire year and a half we've lived here to wait one day after the "For Sale" sign goes up in our yard to cut down anything that might have shielded the view of their disgusting buildings.
Our first house showing is in a few hours. Here's hoping for an early sunset today.
We may be here a while, folks.