Well, well, well...

We are back after a week of movies stars and fast cars and at least one good meal on the Malibu pier at the aptly named Malibu Farm. (By the way, the restaurant near the start of the peir, and the one at the end of the peir, are owned by the same people, but are differing slightly in menus.)

LA is always interesting, but gets old after spending hours upon hours behind the wheel. And, not much got done on the business side from a personal standpoint. However, both our realtor and our contractor made big efforts in the past week while we aggressively drove an Audi A4 up and down the PCH for our day gig. They were here -in Dixie -fighting the good fight.

Hazel Baby -our new build -was held up once again by permitting. This time around, it was a clean out for the plumbing and, believe it or not, the slope of the lot. Evidently plumbing finally passed on Friday. Nothing is known on the slope issue/status as of 5:41 this morning, but we are confident that we will find out more soon.

Our realtor has been busy with Richmond Road -our potential "wholesale to others" property, and Barbour Store property. Additionally, he has been out on a top secret scouting mission looking for a thing for this other thing that we might do with some things later on down the road. We could clarify, but then we would have to silence you. And no one wants that type of thing.

On top of all this, it sounds like we are within spitting distance of registering our new land subdivision with Lee County. This is the old Moncure Road property -which is now under two separate LOIs -Letters of Intent -for a 20 acre, and a 52 acre chunk, respectively.

Suffice to to say that we are back and scratching like usual... that is, when we aren't traveling for, to, or from work. Or when we aren't catnapping due to Road weariness. (Like our friend, "Fire Nuts" -shown below.) (He's an old soul that has taken up attempting to read coffee table children books in between naps and licking his furry unmentionables -although... we think we already mentioned them.) At any rate...

Stay tuned.

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Our little Southern-fried sunshine bungalow in Durham is almost complete. Here are the latest snaps for your eyeball(s) pleasure. (That's right; we won't discriminate based on gender, race, religion, etc. Nor will we discriminate based on the possibility that some of our readers may be nicknamed, "Cyclops". Or "Patch."). (You're welcome.)

All images courtesy of Judson Vickery at Century21 Triangle Group. If you are looking for something like this, please feel free to give him a call. If not, then "y'all come back now, ya hear?"

(Stay tuned.)

We have started a new wholesale page on our main site. This page can be found here:
http://www.boxbend.com/wholesale.html

How did we end up here? Well, we have more food on our plate than we can eat right now. We have three projects going at once right now -Main, Hazel and Barbour. This 3-ring circus is enough... maybe too much. And we would like to move into a separate aspect of this business -wholesaling. So...

If you have been interested in getting in the game, now is your chance. We're selling the Petri dish -265 Richmond Road - as is. Here's a breakdown of this property with a picture or two at the end of this post.

​The Bad

A Vietnam type of surrounding. What we mean by that is the land is overgrown and possibly contains discarded items that might stop a Bradley Tank in zero-point-three seconds flat. Clearing this puppy is going to require a platoon of people, a lot of hours, or both.

The Petri Dish in the basement. The basement has some standing water. Like a couple of feet of standing water. Coming from an expansive clay location originally (the Red River Valley of North Dakota) we can tell you that this means finding the source (we suspect the car port and retaining wall), neutralizing that source (try the word, "Demo" on for size), putting in drain tile and a sump pump. Oh. And dealing with mold and mildew. Hey Pepé Le Pew, are you up to that task?

The house itself. Well, chief, this thing needs some updating. Imagine that your blind relative decorated and then let things go a bit. It is probably better than this place. Some seriously serious seriousness will need to be employed to bring this thing up to the 1970s. Seriously.

​The Good

Five Acres! Yep. Five Acres are included with this bad boy. For our friends in Manhattan, think slightly smaller than Madison Square Park -home of the original Shake Shack. For everyone else, think five acres.

​Horses permitted For a lot of midwesterners, this is no big deal. But here in the Triangle, finding a horse friendly place to store your ponies is a not-so-common experience. Horses permitted, Tex. Horses permitted.

​One hour to Raleigh. Sounds like a lot, but if you're commuting from, say, Bridgewater, MA to Beantown, you know that this is a piece of cake. Same with Newberg, OR into The Rose City every day. (Both commutes from our history.) Sure, you can plant some filberts or install a lobster tank ("lob-stah") to make it feel more like home, but the big difference is that you can go home and ride your ponies. Yeah, ponies.

​Education. Everyone in this game starts somewhere. First there is a lot of lurking and dreaming. There may even be a reality TV show addiction in the mix (A tip of the hat to Salvage Dogs.) But eventually only action will separate the dreamers from the doers. Which one will you be? And then, once you pull the trigger, you find out if the barrel is directed at your melon or at the target. Either way, you are going to learn. Depending upon the caliber, the shot might be fatal. So the good news about this education is that it is low risk by being low caliber. We aren't selling a 100k or even 200k property -before remodel. This isn't even half of that.

​Options. Military compound, hose stable, home, small subdivision, bunker, filbert orchard, or lobstah farming facility -the place is only limited by your imagination and/or your wallet. Have at it.

We we will let it go to the first cowboy or cowgirl or lobstah fisher-person or horse with 46,000 cash. Call us today at 919-727-8635 to claim this bad boy.

Hey! Happy Friday!

Just a quick update for you on where we are at on various projects.

We we are waiting with baited breath for an update on Hazel One -the new build that would not end. It is usually not a good thing when inquiry meets silence.

​Speaking of prostate exams, we are now elbow deep into checking out the overall health of Barbour and Richmond Road. Our examination will inform us how we are going to proceed with these (admitted) rolls of the real estate dice. Or one could say, "cajones." Because, friends and race fans, that's how it feels sometimes. We adhere to the "Risk not, Want not" philosophy of life. However, occasionally, it feels like parts of the anatomy are either exposed or on the chopping block. Or both.

Until the next mixed metaphor session, stay tuned!