tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post2876148663785852478..comments2023-12-22T10:05:42.994-05:00Comments on Put Up Your Dukes: home a phobickeight dukeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04887072283297653771noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-87660052387299086882010-05-08T00:12:35.364-04:002010-05-08T00:12:35.364-04:00Keight, Blaine always knows when I am reading your...Keight, Blaine always knows when I am reading your blog because I start laughing in the middle of nothingness. What a stress relief for you to write and me to read. We've bought and sold 5 times so I feel your pain and angst.Joliene Pricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15007120777270099247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-22181411059957311632010-05-07T22:33:50.298-04:002010-05-07T22:33:50.298-04:00well...what happened? I nominate this for my favo...well...what happened? I nominate this for my favorite post.Abbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14928393729184827704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-55962732085209182252010-05-07T19:50:09.935-04:002010-05-07T19:50:09.935-04:00I feel your pain! I had 1.5 hours to get ready fo...I feel your pain! I had 1.5 hours to get ready for some people on Wednesday morning and of course Dan was at work and couldn't help! I am praying that we both sell soon!!!!Milam Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00284210601290311875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-42767433750920800572010-05-07T19:41:11.736-04:002010-05-07T19:41:11.736-04:00Ok, Miss Keight - you need to write a book. Serio...Ok, Miss Keight - you need to write a book. Seriously. I am still laughing at this blog. You are more than funny, I am truly in stitches!!!! You will get rich, I promise. Write a book!!!Miss Lynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17512010602080441287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-39352387969818107912010-05-07T18:32:57.893-04:002010-05-07T18:32:57.893-04:00I think it's uber lame that you don't blog...I think it's uber lame that you don't blog on the weekend so we have to wait until monday to hear how jesse did and if the buyers even showed upAmy Franckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10363457636044895242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-86657024091454049212010-05-07T17:07:16.650-04:002010-05-07T17:07:16.650-04:00We had a similar problem with selling our first ho...We had a similar problem with selling our first house in Senoia. It seemed to be shown at least once a week. And every time it was shown, I managed to get there in time to make Haley's bed, pick up her toys, check the kitchen for dirty dishes, and vaccuum my way out the garage door so there were no foot prints left behind. That way we could see where the people had been walking around our house and looking. Well, one day I got the call that a couple was on their way. The only problem was my company vehicle was in the shop for maintenance. So I borrowed a co-worker's truck and rushed home just in time. Yeah, just in time to pull in the driveway and realize that my house keys were still attached to my car keys which were 30 minutes away. All I could do was run around the outside of the house hoping against all hope that one of the windows had been left unlocked. Nope, too bad, so sad. All I could do was peer sadly through the window at the messy house that was about to be shown in a matter of minutes. I was so mad I couldn't stand it. I felt helpless, unable to get into my own home. But as it turns out, that was the couple that ended up buying our house. And after doing some snooping a few years later, it was obvious they felt right at home in the clutter.Evanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05672775559273097203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-77471522647949077342010-05-07T16:13:06.470-04:002010-05-07T16:13:06.470-04:00Nothing on table surfaces! Nothing, nothing, nothi...Nothing on table surfaces! Nothing, nothing, nothing! Hahha<br />Ok, maybe a rectal thermometer if you must.Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00965161552801711493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5261923494451820843.post-51238645841554499022010-05-07T11:35:26.884-04:002010-05-07T11:35:26.884-04:00omg i'm laughing hysterically, not at your pli...omg i'm laughing hysterically, not at your plight by any means but i can picture every single second of this taking place. good luck!!!!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13399595046397282171noreply@blogger.com