There goes the neighborhood

So there I was, planting some bougainvillea in the front yard, when a Realtor showed up with two people in tow. They went into the house, looked around for a while and came back out. I chitchatted with them for a few moments (they didn't like cypress, I said I could shape it as an elephant, blah blah blah). All innocuous stuff.

I then read their feedback (the realtor is supposed to provide feedback after a showing, and it's done via a website). They said the place was too big, and they didn't like the neighbor and didn't like the neighborhood. I didn't get it, our conversation was bland, and why would they call me the neighbor? Maybe the hired help, but neighbor (they saw my truck in the garage).

Then I got it: two of the neighbors on the block are African American. Those people were racists complaining about our integrated neighborhood!!

Hard to believe there's still crackers like that out there.

Old vs New pictures

I'll not do a lot of commentary in this entry. Instead, I'll just give you before and after pictures (along with a few in-process ones).

Front

Entryway

Living Room

Dining Room

Kitchen

Master Bath

Master Bedroom

Family Room

Downstairs bathroom

Upstairs Bath

Back Deck

Back Yard