The appraisers came by mom’s tonight. The (hopeful) new owner was there, he paid them. They seemed okay with it, we’re asking sixty thousand for it. It’s a really nice place and mom did a great job of keeping it up. (She moved there in 1988.)
The big selling point is the yard. It’s a big yard for a mobile home park, she has lemon trees, peach trees, even a producing avocado tree that she grew from a seed. The wife, before having seen mom’s place, told the park manager that she really wanted to plant a lemon tree. Well, mom’s got a couple of those with tons of fruit on them. Both Bill and Norma fell in love with it and he says he goes to sleep at night thinking of things they want to do there. Like pull up the carpet and put down laminate, reside it to make it look like stucco, things along that line.
So far, the hold up was from the (hopeful) new owner’s union guy, the one who needed to send the information to the prospective lender about his retirement. But the man is back from a two week vacation and now things are moving along.
I sure hope they get it. One of the things I was asked by the appraiser when I was inside with her, was about the refrigerator. She asked if it was staying. I said if Bill and Norma get the loan and become the new owners, we’ll leave anything they want. Like the refrigerator and the washer and dryer. That seemed to be a good answer, she wrote it down. They moved out here from back East and live in an apartment now and these are things they’d need.
So, please keep ‘em crossed. Bill said tonight this place was made for he and his wife. They really, really want it. And they’ve got an Irish last name, so it’s only fitting it stay with it’s ethnic group. *lol*
We should know in the next few days.
Well, that’s it for now. I’ve got cats to medicate (Pancho, Richie, Chandler, and Bart).