An Afternoon with Dee and her Felons

The best room in the house. 

Dee called me. She and her Merry Band of Felons are on the search for another property. And, she might have found The One. Offered for $136,000 this 1916, 642 square foot gem might just do the trick.

I pulled up Dee's latest crush with the car doors firmly locked and the engine running. I wasn't getting out of the car in this freakishly scary neighborhood without a few Felons to guard me. When Dee and her gang showed up at some point, we all discovered the fence around the perimeter was padlocked--something the selling agent neglected to mention.

Looking at the chain link fence and knowing my own physical limitations, I called out to the Felons, "Who wants to do a little B & E?"

The Kitchen

None of them originally jumped at the chance. But chivalry eventually won out, with me promising Seth he would not get arrested for being my "assistant," hopping over the fence and searching the premises for a padlock key--which, by the way, he found.

That was the most exciting part of the entire ordeal. The house boasted a brand new roof. However, the roof and the termite mud was probably the only way this place was standing. The bathroom floor was rotted through, and if one happened to take their phone flashlight they could see the ground in the crawlspace underneath. The ceiling was missing only here and there, which was more than we could say about the windows, plumbing, HVAC and electric.

With a unanimous vote, Dee and the Felons opted to pass on the place.