Several evenings ago,
my neighbor brought me some left over lasagna.
With it I got a lecture about how I should keep my doors locked especially since my house was on the market.
I gave it some thought and
LOCKED THE STORM DOOR.
The following day my realtor called to ask if they could show the house that afternoon.
After I turned on all the lights (really bugs me), I grabbed Mollie , locked the front door and left from the garage..
When I returned home an hour later, I looked for an agents card and found none..Where they here?? How rude of them not to leave a card!
After turning all the lights off,
I opened the front door and tried to go through the storm door...LOCKED !!
I had locked them out..Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Fortunately they rescheduled because "they really love the house."
I hope lemonade, cookies and a note of apology helps.
I guess we'll see.
(That door has NOT been locked since.)
They bought the house...YAY!!!