Hick got a text from RE Agent one evening this week. He's the guy who is taking over Realtor's business since her retirement. RE Agent was asking how much we had rented the Double Hovel main house for. Said an appraiser wanted to know. Hick told him we never rented it. Just sold it.
WHY would an appraiser want to know that? Surely the buyer isn't selling it already, after dismantling Hick's work in that cute little Beauty Shop apartment! Hick said he had seen the washer and dryer sitting on the curb in front of the main house. Not sure which of the two houses this came out of. I could understand if the guy got new appliances. But just to tear them out and give them away seems counterproductive if it was the Beauty Shop. It's hard to let go of that little darling!
Anyhoo... RE Agent also asked when Hick might be ready to list Bargain House. Hick told him maybe next week. Not so great, with four days of snow and below-zero weather coming up this weekend. But not too bad, because pretty soon people will be getting their tax refunds, and might want to use them as part of a down payment. The Pony and I have agreed on Hick's price, and vow to let it languish at that amount until May or June before we lower it.
Hick is piddling around with odds and ends. Cleaning out his tools and lumber. Yesterday he painted the laundry room. He put in a storm door on the back of Bargain House on Thursday.
"Storm door installed." Actually, Hick's text said, "Store door installed." But I know that's not what he meant. I am fluent in Hick-speak and Hick-write.
"Nice. I didn't know you had one."
"I have lots of stuff I aquire (apparently spelling is NOT something Hick has acquired.) New door is almost $300.I bought this one from a guy at the lockers."
"For how much?"
"$100.00."
I can imagine Hick as a Mr. Haney, traveling through Backroads in a broken-down old truck loaded with assorted "treasures." Except Hick would be an honest trader.
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