It rained on Sunday, just before the open house next door was about to begin. I was planning on sitting on the front step with kiddos guitar and amp, preforming a 'concert' for the open house visitors. I was certain my being completely tone deaf and unable to carry a tune would deter the older folk, but rain and fear of electrocution ruined my plan. So I went shopping instead.
This morning as kiddo was getting on the bus, the real estate agent arrived next door, coffee in hand I wandered over, introduced myself and asked if there were any offers on the house yet. "No, not yet, but there is a couple coming by in a few minutes for their second look."
As soon as I close my house door behind me, a truck pulls up. Windows tinted, painted a deep purple with pink flames on the bonnet.. oh boy.
Suspense is mounting, the door slowly opens and out pops... an older white haired couple! I kid you not.