The closest I get to watching reality tv is reading people’s comments on Twitter. And nothing I have read there through the years has induced me to watch. This statement, though, seemed like it might be the beginning of a whole new reality tv concept:
The neighbors next door that I hate put their house up for sale!!! Thankfully, they will be gone soon. Maybe some hot single bachelor will snap it up. I know it won’t be on the market long at all. #HoCoMD
We’ve all seen shows like House Hunters where couples are looking for the perfect house. But what about a show where the next door neighbor is on a quest for a hot bachelor? Or bachelorette? Or a nice family with kids who will play with their kids? Watch with amazement as Suzy neighbor conspires to shoo away the serious-looking retirees or works with realtors to lure in that perfect single, swoonworthy house buyer.
No, of course I am not serious. But would it be any more crazy than most reality tv produced these days?
Let’s look at that tweet again.
The neighbors next door that I hate put their house up for sale!!! Thankfully, they will be gone soon. Maybe some hot single bachelor will snap it up. I know it won’t be on the market long at all. #HoCoMD
And I have noticed that houses are going on the market and being sold at a pretty good clip over here in my neck of the woods.* I continue to believe that Oakland Mills is a place where you can get the biggest bang for your buck in the Columbia/Howard County area. We are close to all the new exciting things happening Downtown. We have plenty of green space, great schools, a functioning village center, an awesome Village staff and community association Board.
There are a few homes for sale on my street right now, so there will very likely be new neighbors in Oakland Mills before long. Unlike the person above, I don’t have any preferences, although I do hope she gets her wish, sooner rather than later.
The other day I was wearing my old CA Board campaign shirt when I went to pick up coffee in Starbucks. It’s bright orange with the words “Oakland Mills” on the front. The young woman who handed my my coffee beamed. “That’s my high school!”
I smiled. “That’s my Village!”
So, if you know any house hunters, send them our way. And if you know any hot bachelors who are looking for a new home, I think I know just the place.
*Purely anecdotal. I am not a realtor.
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