Appraise The Work

As soon as the wires were up and our back yard didn't look like this anymore, our mortgage broker ordered the appraisal. 

The appraiser came and Mr. C was kind enough to escort him through the house. Our mortgage gall suggested that he be here instead of us in case the appraiser had any structural/rehab questions (& probably so I didn't say truthful crazy things like our foundation was made of diamonds and our paint laced with gold in hopes of persuasion in our favor). 

So, I did what I could. I cleaned the house and in hopes that the appraiser was a fan of 'merica, I hung up our flag. 

We ended up just over where we had hoped to be which is awesome and means maybe the flag worked. (Thanks again Mike & Sunshine for the house warming present!)

Next stop, the permanent loan closing. Hold on to your seats kids, I know this is getting almost too exciting to handle!