One looked really, really decent. Except for a rectangular hole cut down through the floor of the second bathroom, down to the dirt under the joists. Hick knows how to fix that. How to level a foundation and put in new floor joists. The rest of the house had flooring and paint and was in pretty good shape, like somebody was renovating it, and was ready to call it quits. Perhaps over the floor issue.
The other house was in Sis-Town, where we are currently displeased with city government. Also, it was completely trashed. Which sometimes Hick sees as a positive, saying, "Oh, it's already gutted." He's such a Pollyanna.
As much as I'd like to jump right into another flip right now, so Hick will have a project for the winter, I must restrain myself. If only Hick had Bargain House done, as he'd boasted he would by the end of June, we could easily have it listed, and snap up the nicer of these two before they are gone. That's not happening, because Hick has too many irons in the blazing conflagration that is his life.
I told The Pony, who also mourned the loss of this opportunity. It's been forever since we came across such a bargain. Well, maybe not forever, but at least eight months.
Maybe another house will come along. Everything happens for a reason.
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