House Sale One
In the Spring of 2011, my Mother In Law passed away at the age of 93.
My wife, having no brothers or sisters, inherited the house and we put it on the market.
The house was a cracker box, built in the 1950s, with almost no charm, but it was on a corner lot in the “Tree Section” of Manhattan Beach, CA, where the low end of the market in just under a million bucks and the high end is 3 to 5 million.
Yeah. People in California are crazy.
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It all started when I worked in the corporate world with a woman who loved antiques, Cindy Lee.
(If you think you know this Cindy Lee, you don’t. This is a different one.)
My wife also loves antiques, so they got to be friends and dragged me to a lot of antique swap meets.
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Last Spring, I looked up our house in Zillow to see how much it was worth and my head exploded.
I was born and raised near Los Angeles, a half mile from the beach.
I say “dude” in normal conversation, wear Hawaiian shirts, and have long hair.
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