The neighbors part the Venetian blinds with two fingers and peer at the progress on the real estate next door.
The new to the market listing that has all the bells and whistles. On the hunt, prowl for someone that is homeless. Searching property listings for a dial it in filtering cure in the real estate slice and dice.
The sticks and bricks that has a steady stream of casual lookey loos. The serious and ready to sign on the dotted line ten hut types too.
Plenty of wolf whistles from down at the curb troll by. The marketing for the real estate property listing. That is truly Camelot magical and casting a powerful spell.
A beautiful thing to behold with stunning, plentiful image arrays. Video loops playing, showing, saying what needs to be aired across the land.
The property listing cleans up well. Has a certain air of one of a kind extra special quality. All the feature rich details broadcast clear channel loud and strong. In the marketing of real estate for sale next door signal. For Abner and Gladys Kravitz types that are tuned in big time to what is playing loudly. No stone is left unturned promoting the place. Until (the band stops as if it hit a sandbar) and everything goes dead. No longer is moving forward at a healthy clip.
The sale pending sign appeared on the scene shortly after the silent salesman yard one was planted.
Speared in the front lawn to declare this one is available, ripe, some kind of luscious. The same people touring the place three times means "we're going to have a baby soon"excitement. The chatter about a new neighbor is coming to the neighborhood is put on the grapevine channel. For the psssst, did you hear, pass it along.
The next door "knows everything" neighbor is hopeful.
Thinking coffee cakes, walks and talks and being a good neighbor to whoever lands in the hood. To replace the less than close situation that existed with the one packing the long reefer furniture van across the circle. To head to who cares where in their humble opinion. They just never clicked or got along.
When the real estate sale pending sign rider disappears, the what happened? Can be assumed right off the bat that something is majorly wrong with the property.
The spell has been broken and Cinderella is no longer at the ball, not even wearing one glass slipper. Do you smell soot, pumpkin rind? Wrongly accused of the property listing real estate sale derailment happens.
Often it is a little more complicated than missing GFI's and garden variety peeling paint deficiencies though. Added railings to steps to correct the check list provided by the appraiser, home inspector, insurance agent, mortgage bank loan underwriters.
Who ever takes turns holding that large Sherlock Holmes magnifying glass in the turn your head and cough. Hop up on the tissue covered leather padded exam table "once over" listen to its breathing. The freight train bright light in the eyes invasion.
Just like when a property is not selling, the knee jerk reaction to "something must be wrong with the place".
Whispered. As you nudge in the judging of the place viewed slowly on the curbside drive by. From across the Morning Glory Circle's cul de sac. When the only thing wrong with the place is the price. No way, no how it was going to appraise for that many zero places Mister Man. Wicked high Chummy is what happened. Calling a spade a spade is best early on. Not when it's too late for the party to get whisked away, concluded at a real estate closing.
The real estate price hoisted high by the seller screaming "I am not going to give it away, I don't have to sell!"
The agent who timidly asks "what do you think it is worth?" For the fill in the blank. When he or she is supposed to be provide that survey says (ding ding ding) price it right number answer. For the hitch a ride on the crowded MLS real estate property listing information carousel. The scrape for the just make it go away rub.