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Looky Lou's

I talked Mark into getting voice mail about two months ago.  I like to talk and we don't have call waiting.  Now let me just say voice mail would be great if I checked and listened to all the messages.  At nine last night Mark listened and found out that someone wanted to come between 11 and 11:30 the next morning to look at the house. Messages I would have gotten in the 2 o'clock hour had I listen to them all.  That was fine the house is freakishly clean since the sign went up in the yard.  My kids will need therapy when this is all said and done. 

I got an email after midnight from the realtor (does she sleep?) saying that two different people want to get in to the house today to look.  I want buyers not lookers.   We left from 10 to 12.  I loving call these people Looky Lou's.  Not the true definition of a Looky Lou. There is a definition for the Looky Lou it isn't a positive thing. Looky Lou just works for me.  Although, I wish I could call one a buyer.    

We went and drove around a neighborhood we really like to look at houses for sale, took the kids to the park and got lunch. While we were at the park we saw a hawk.  He was on a very low branch and it was really interested in where Delta (our dog) was in location to his perch.  The bird never took his eye off the dog.  I got some okay pictures.  I really want a 85 to 100 mm lens.  I digress.  

We got a call at noon from our realtor that said we could go home. HA!  Someone pulled up to the house about 5 to 10 minutes after we got home.  We couldn't leave because we had picked up lunch and had just started to eat.  It was after 12 and it was a realtor from my realtors office. He was supposed to come between 11 and 11:30.  At what point do you as the realtor make a friendly phone call to see if it is okay if they still can come?  At what point to you just say,  we are having an open house TOMORROW from 1 to 4?  We are having an open house tomorrow!  Isn't that the point of an open house?

I now see why people put in the description of the house "serious buyers only please."  I always thought that was odd until I put my house on the market.  This is the first house I have ever owned and is obviously the first I am ever going to sell.  Serious buyers only PLEASE!  As if that will happen tomorrow!  I'm sure all the neighbors will be in here ~ Looky Lou's!  

On another note look at what Aunt Ruth made everyone do tonight, although they all did it willingly...  

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