2B Natasha
11-16-2008, 10:16 PM
Please bare with me. It's a bit long but I think funny story
Let me set the scene.
My house is for sale. Yea, in the economy. Needless to say, not much action.
It's Sunday night at 5:30. The sun is down and I have crawled into a nice hot bath with my book.
All of a sudden my dog starts going bananas. I think he sees a squirrel and try to ignore him. Then I hear voices in my yard.
Now I'm thinking " There can't be people here to look at my house, NOW. I didn't even have an open house today! "
So I crawl out of the bathtub and sure enough. There on my door step are 4 people looking in my window.
What to do. Do I let them in or do I hope they go away and crawl back into my tub?
I decide to let them in as there is a key in a box for the realtor. On with the robe, flowing cotton Japanese design almost floor length, and the thong slippers.
Now at this point I am as I came into the world under my robe. Except for the fact that I keep my toes a perfect shade of red. What ever, it's my house and if they want it and my toes bother them then thats there problem, not mine.
Go to the door let them in. Where they surprised! They thought the house was empty when they showed up! So I invite them in to look around. Say sorry for the robe but I was in the bath. The women looks me up and down and says " Love the robe " :) Now, she must of saw my toes and the fact that I wear a pink rubber band, soon to be lavender on my left wrist. So there looking around past the door. I tell them I live there alone, just me and the dog an invite them in.
So on through the house. Living room, bedroom, Bathroom. There on the counter all my makeup laid out. Remember, I told them I live alone. Into the Master bedroom. Looks in the closet. Hanging there. All my girl clothes, heels in a tree and wigs hanging there.
She doesn't say a word. Just keeps talking to me. Telling about how happy she was about the election and how floored she was to have lived through it. We keep talking and wonder out onto the deck and take in the view and just keep chatting. Her husband appears in the window with the look of " Time to go" We just ignore him and keep talking. He appears at the door with the agent. We just keep talking about decorating and planning the yard. Finally he can't take it any more. " It's time to go, now" with that let's get out of here you have been here for 30 minutes and we have seen the hose it's 6 pm on a Sunday. I never did pick up from them the "let's get out of here and his type". Finally they leave and I get back to my soak.
So I wondered when they left what they said about my attire or toes when they got in the car? I wondered what hey would have said if they would have shown up 20 minutes later as I was going to get out of the tub and put on my face for the fun of it.
Sort of like going out, but in reverse? I think this is the best way to go out in public. Invite them to your house instead!
Life's funny some times. :lol2:
Let me set the scene.
My house is for sale. Yea, in the economy. Needless to say, not much action.
It's Sunday night at 5:30. The sun is down and I have crawled into a nice hot bath with my book.
All of a sudden my dog starts going bananas. I think he sees a squirrel and try to ignore him. Then I hear voices in my yard.
Now I'm thinking " There can't be people here to look at my house, NOW. I didn't even have an open house today! "
So I crawl out of the bathtub and sure enough. There on my door step are 4 people looking in my window.
What to do. Do I let them in or do I hope they go away and crawl back into my tub?
I decide to let them in as there is a key in a box for the realtor. On with the robe, flowing cotton Japanese design almost floor length, and the thong slippers.
Now at this point I am as I came into the world under my robe. Except for the fact that I keep my toes a perfect shade of red. What ever, it's my house and if they want it and my toes bother them then thats there problem, not mine.
Go to the door let them in. Where they surprised! They thought the house was empty when they showed up! So I invite them in to look around. Say sorry for the robe but I was in the bath. The women looks me up and down and says " Love the robe " :) Now, she must of saw my toes and the fact that I wear a pink rubber band, soon to be lavender on my left wrist. So there looking around past the door. I tell them I live there alone, just me and the dog an invite them in.
So on through the house. Living room, bedroom, Bathroom. There on the counter all my makeup laid out. Remember, I told them I live alone. Into the Master bedroom. Looks in the closet. Hanging there. All my girl clothes, heels in a tree and wigs hanging there.
She doesn't say a word. Just keeps talking to me. Telling about how happy she was about the election and how floored she was to have lived through it. We keep talking and wonder out onto the deck and take in the view and just keep chatting. Her husband appears in the window with the look of " Time to go" We just ignore him and keep talking. He appears at the door with the agent. We just keep talking about decorating and planning the yard. Finally he can't take it any more. " It's time to go, now" with that let's get out of here you have been here for 30 minutes and we have seen the hose it's 6 pm on a Sunday. I never did pick up from them the "let's get out of here and his type". Finally they leave and I get back to my soak.
So I wondered when they left what they said about my attire or toes when they got in the car? I wondered what hey would have said if they would have shown up 20 minutes later as I was going to get out of the tub and put on my face for the fun of it.
Sort of like going out, but in reverse? I think this is the best way to go out in public. Invite them to your house instead!
Life's funny some times. :lol2: