California Here I Come, Right Back Where…

California here I come

It’s a rare occurrence when I’m unable to publish a police/crime-related blog post for the day. Unfortunately, today is one of those times. And here’s why…

As some of you are aware, we’re in the process of selling our home. Then, after all is said and done, we’ll be moving back to California.

This morning marked the beginning of inspections, including a guy underneath the house searching for termites. He didn’t run out screaming so it was safe to assume he didn’t cross paths with any of those gigantic and extremely ugly, ugly, UGLY Palmetto bugs.

Georgia Palmetto bug

Next came a man to inspect the pool and its equipment. I’m pretty sure I’d seen this guy wandering around a downtown park just a few days ago.

I’m serious. He looked just like this guy

Actually, I’m pretty sure I’ve driven by the pool inspector’s home a few times over the years.

They say he’s qualified, but I’m thinking a pool guy should at least go near water at some point. I’m just sayin’.

To be on the safe side, though, I’ve hired my own pool inspector. I don’t want any unexpected surprises. Thankfully, our guy really seems to know his way around a pool.

So, one more inspection, and an appraisal, and if all goes well we’ll soon be singing…