Hear That? It's the Sound of The Universe Chortling

For those of you following the continuing saga of Hick and Val's Folly, the purchase and flip of the Double Hovel, you know that it's always something. We made a good deal buying those two structures with our investment partner The Pony. 

Then Hick had his back surgery, which slowed down the renovations. We signed papers to list it with the Realtor on Labor Day last year. Then discovered that the people who wanted to buy the property couldn't get loans because there were TWO houses, and government programs with low/no down payments can't be used because of money-making possibilities with the second house. Leaving such a purchase basically to a developer or somebody willing to make a cash deal or put up their other properties as collateral.

Then we requested a variance from the city planning and zoning commission, to survey out the property into two lots, to be sold separately. Which was denied last week.

Oh, yeah. And with the ice/snow storm a couple weeks ago, a rainstorm Thursday night, and our arctic temperatures this week, Hick found a possible roof leak in the main house, and a frozen water line in the Beauty Shop.

Of course you know that chain of events cued The Universe to twist the ends of its Snidely Whiplash mustache, and chortle with dastardly glee.

This afternoon (Tuesday), Hick got a text from Realtor. She has an appointment to show the Double Hovel between 3:00 and 4:00 on Wednesday.

Hick was already planning to go to the Beauty Shop Wednesday morning with Old Buddy, to see what they can do about the frozen water line. The temperature is going to be in single digits Tuesday night. Getting up to high 30s by Wednesday afternoon.

"Are you going to tell Realtor about the frozen water line?"

"NO!"

"Well... if you don't get it fixed, you probably should."

"We should be able to get it cleared. And I'm going to the other house to make sure there ain't no water on the floor, either!"

This could be interesting.