back home in PA, had to change and get over to the realtor's to sign the agreement.
Done...
lot of inspections.
home inspection as early as this Saturday.
let's see, probably ought to get that meth cracker out of the basement, turn off the grow lights (he won't know what they are if they are off)
and all that old motor oil I drained down in the back,
I'm sure they won't find that. or my prize personal collection of various PCB's extracted from old electric transformers.
But if he finds anything, Fred, my two foot tall termite will bite his butt and carry him away!
that should teach those nasty inspectors to write anything bad, or they'll turn into
worm food too!
boy do I need a nap. that big comfortable bed is calling.
