My sister Susan and I drove up to Loveland, Colorado to close on the sale of her Fort Collins townhouse yesterday morning. To me, that closing seemed kind of weird. We appeared at the title office, were led into the conference room, and the escrow officer began having Susan sign the documents. I kept waiting for the three buyers to appear, but they never did. Our realtor suggested that we have breakfast, recommended Doug's Day Diner - which was very good, by the way - and told us to come back later, after the buyers arrived and had signed everything. When we came back an hour later, we expected to be taken to the conference room to meet the buyers, but instead were asked to have a seat in the lobby. Then, one of the staff handed us the signed documents, and told us to have a good day. Did the buyers not want to be seen? Are they in the witness protection program? I just don't get it. Is this the way the real estate business is handled these days? In any case, we had a bit of time that morning before our appointment, and drove around downtown Loveland, which is really a very quaint and historic place. It was founded back in 1877, once the railroad between Cheyenne and Denver was completed, and, as you can see from the above photograph, hasn't changed a bit since that time. Who woulda thunk it?
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