Won't you be my neighbor?

The house next door to mine is for sale. And by next door, I mean attached. We share a wall. So I have a vested interest in who lives there.

This house has had its share of tenants since I moved in, none of them good. There was the couple with the three noisy children who yelled all the time (both the kids and the parents), and then the couple who didn't have any loud kids, but who argued all the time about money, about how he was not paying bills on time or using credit wisely. The house is owned by a semi-crazy old lady. I once left a note for her about the squirrels that were in my roof (because of holes in her roof) and I got eight consecutive answering machine messages from her in which she muttered and babbled and then hung up.

So someone needs to buy this house. Rescue it from it's crazy old lady owner and the string of bad tenants.

Have I done a good job of selling this place yet? I've seen it inside. Moldy old carpet, fake wood paneling saturated with years of cigarette smoke, a trap door to the basement cut into the dining room floor (and carpet), and washing machine hookups in the dining room wall. There is also ductwork running through doorways and wires sticking out of the walls.

It's a pile.

But it's a cheap pile. You could probably own this place for $365 a month including everything. Except the major overhauls that need to be done.

And you'd get a quiet, friendly neighbor girl who would bake you cookies, water your plants, and possibly(?) shovel your sidewalk when it snows.

Think about it.