Out of my life’s story… As some of you may already know, Jeff and I have recently been looking for houses to buy here in Lynchburg. We go through phases of daily searching, searching, searching Zillow and the local MLS; email-conversing on and off with a local realtor; attending open houses (ok, so we went to one already…hah); and spending many, many, many a Saturday mornings and/or afternoons going on scouting adventures and participating in our own concoction of neighborhood-watch parties (a.k.a. driving around-and-around the neighborhood to see if it “feels safe” to one day live there… We’ve actually gotten fairly good at reading each other’s queues on this one. We’ve done this so often that we’ve gotten to the point where no words need to be said to one another. Just one look, or one quick lock of the car doors, signals that we most likely will not be buying in that particular neighborhood.) ...
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