Hello, dear sparklers!
I have my one on one grief counseling this morning and then I have a whole house estimate to do at 1:00 p.m. I think I mentioned that to you a few days ago.
I was discussing this estimate with my girlfriend (the one who's ex-husband had her boyfriend that she was having an affair with...his best friend supposedly...knocked off...yep you read that right deep nined!)
Sooooo....she is quite safety-minded through experience...yikes!
But she was telling me this guy sounds shady. Usually, I ask for pictures to be sent to me so I can ascertain the furniture. He says there is too much stuff...I need to come and see it in person. He also says that if this house goes well he has two other houses he will be selling and needs representation for those also. He stressed several times that he is a doctor...so some of the special treatment he expects goes with the territory.....but now I'm kind of freaked out going to a stranger's house alone..I do this sometimes but there is usually a woman that I deal with.
My friend says that his story sounds too good to be true and she wants to research his address and make sure that the house has actually been sold.
I have to admit...when he called I was with a customer so didn't have my best 'listening ears' on I think he said his last name was Merlot...or something similiar...I'll have to call and confirm so I can get through the gate where he lives.
I'm also going to alert several of my friends of the address and when I should be finished. I've never had to worry about someone not missing me before....but since my hubby is gone this is now my new reality.
Wish me the best my friends...I hope this guy is on the up and up and is acting weird simply because he has a big doctor ego...which he dropped the title SEVERAL times and not some creepy serial killer. YIKES!
They ARE out there!
I'm taking my pepper spray (big security force...right?) and I'll let you know how this turns out.
Good grief...the things we single women have to think about in this day and age...it's just so depressing.
Off to get things done so I can get to the grief counselor...I think I'll stop by the gallery and pick up the address and inform her also...WHY didn't I bring that darn address home with me?
Wish me luck my friends...I hope Deb just has me feeling paranoid...but believe me...it doesn't take much!
I must say how grateful I am to our military vets and active servicemen. They face extreme danger most days in their employment so I guess I shouldn't be feeling so freaked out about this small safety freak out on my own part!