Not to be too redundant, but we are just waiting on Friday right now. Friday, Friday, Friday! We feel like Jan Brady kibitzing about Marsha at this point. We really want Friday to arrive and for it to go off without a hitch (this is the closing/sale on Moreland), but we know that being anxious for this solves absolutely nothing. And, we have had more than one closing delayed for a variety of reasons in the past.
But this is the gig. This is the amusement ride. And it is partly why we dig the gig the way we do. It is an adrenaline rush to buy something. It is an adrenaline rush to build something or renovate it, and it is a major systemic condition of adrenal glands pumping and jiving and swaying to the music... when selling something that one has built or renovated. Play that funky music, Caucasian boy. Play that funky music! (Northern Europe and Scandinavian- Descent Boy.) Play it! (Side note: We can land planes off of our legs with flashlights at night. That is how blinding they are. That is, we are of Norwegian, Swiss, Irish and German heritage. Which is simply a cocktail for being pale, possibly freckled, and subject to melanoma.)
Okay. Back to the blog and off the lack of protective pigments in our epidermis.
We are positive that our realtor friends, and our contractor friends, and our banker friends, and our lawyer friends, grow weary of us.
"Did it sell? Did it sell? Did it sell?"
"Did it permit? Did it permit? Did it permit?
"Did it deposit? Did it deposit? Did it deposit?"
"So how did the blood test come back? Anything proving guilt or innocence?"
"Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!"
But hey! On to some good news. The lot at Hazel is set to be scraped (cleared) and silt-fenced tomorrow. Mañana! Yeah! Sweet! Wunderbar! Then we wait for the city of Durham to issue our wee little permit, and we are off to the downhill-double-black-diamond-Swiss ski-races. We are off to the wonderful world of the Brady Bunch land where we have a wise inner voice saying, "Now Greg, even though she is technically your step-sister, and not a blood relation, you shouldn't be ogling her on or off screen. You've already been talked to about this, right?" Or perhaps it is saying, "Now Box Bend, even though it is getting scraped and fenced and permitted, does not mean that it will go off without a hitch. You already have had to purchase Builder's Risk insurance, right?" Either way, we are good. (And chastised.) Tomorrow we will end our day calling people and asking only one question:
"Did it scrape? Did it scrape? Did it scrape?
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