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If your state is like ours, the buyer has to give you the fair market value for any oil, propane, wood, etc, that's left. That would of course be assuming there is any left at that point. Who will watch your place to make sure the pipes don't freeze...etc?
 
Not really sure what we are going to do yet. I have a realtor lined up that I found on Angie's List. Honestly don't have a lot of use for them since all of the ones I have ever dealt with seem to do not much for a whold lot of money at closing. Granted if they don't sell a lot they don't make much but never met one that I thought was worth the thousands of dollars they made on the sale. Hoping like heck it sells quickly if we do move but I am not counting on it. We got extremely lucky when we sold the house in AZ. The family that wound up buying that house was literally driving around our neighborhood looking for houses on the market when our agent put the sign in the front yard. Got super lucky. I am going to ask a lot of questions of this agent about realistic timelines for the sale. If we are talking 6 months or more, we will probably rent the place out. Insurance companies like to charge EXTREME amounts of money to cover a vacant home so I would rather run the risk of damages than pay the extra amount of money for the insurance. Have to wait and see about that. I talk to the HR person tomorrow that I was supposed to talk to on Monday so maybe I will get a better idea of what kind of moving packages they will be able to offer.
 
DIdi, I think you might be surprised at the Maine weather. Now I wouldn't live in Aroostook county,TOOO COOOLD too long, but coastal Maine and Southern Maine is much more mild. My brother moved back to the Bangor-Brewer area after 4-5 years in North Carolina. I do have a college friend in Eastport, THAT is the middle of no where and too far downeast. You might be surprised. I'm as far south as I will go. 5 100 degree days it way too much! Good luck on the job prospect!!
 
I had a wonderful lunch with Stumpy and her DH today. Not only did we eat too much great food (including a free fried banana pudding) sat and talked and laughed for a couple of hours, but they bought my lunch AND Stumpy brought me a big piece of that coconut custard pie! I'd like to say that I brought it home and shared it's creamy goodness with my DH and the boys, but that would be a lie. I ate the whole thing and I am NOT SORRY! There, I said it.
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My arm is still hurting from where you twisted it ...... to make me eat the banana pudding.
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We had a great time visiting with Wisher! I have BYC to thank for our meeting one another.
 
Arielle, I know how southern Maine winters are. I was raised in Yarmouth until I was almost 10. It is a small town north of Portland on Casco Bay. From what I remember (and this was MANY years ago
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) the winters were long and snowy. Not much different from the winters here. It was a wonderful place to live but after living in Arizona for 15 years I got really spoiled when it comes to winter weather. Yeah the summers are hot there but where we lived, just when it was starting to get unbearable, we would get monsoon season and the thunderstorms would cool you down just about every day. I like the heat although I wouldn't want to live in Phoenix or Yuma. They get over 100 degrees for months and don't really get the monsoons like we did in Sierra Vista.
 
Two years ago I took my boys back to Maine for a family wedding. On the last day, I woke them at sunrise and took them back to the beach for the last time. Cool, foggy, smell of salty air. Loved it.

Having lived there until you were 10, you would have a good sense of the weather. AWD or 4 WD required. A'ya.
 
Ayah, I know what fog as thick as pea soup looks like. ;-) I remember the smell of the fog, yes salty. I also remember the smell of the pine needles baking in the summer sun. Whenever I smell either one it takes me directly back to growing up there. It really was wonderful. We would play in the woods all summer, catch pollywogs in the spring then frogs later in the season. Catching fireflies in the summer evenings. Climbing trees and looking in birds nests to figure out if they were for a robin or a blue jay. Horsetail ferns, pussywillows, muskrats swimming under the ice when we were skating. The sound of the "peepers" in the spring. The "FBI" out on route 1. (you really are a Mainiac if you understand that reference) We were hardly ever in the house, always outside playing. The parents never had to worry about us, we could always be found somewhere around the neighborhood. Go outside and play wasn't a punishment. LOL Yup, good stuff. I am sure it is different now but I did love living there as a kid. Probably part of the reason why I love reading Steven King books.
 
Ayah, I know what fog as thick as pea soup looks like. ;-) I remember the smell of the fog, yes salty. I also remember the smell of the pine needles baking in the summer sun. Whenever I smell either one it takes me directly back to growing up there. It really was wonderful. We would play in the woods all summer, catch pollywogs in the spring then frogs later in the season. Catching fireflies in the summer evenings. Climbing trees and looking in birds nests to figure out if they were for a robin or a blue jay. Horsetail ferns, pussywillows, muskrats swimming under the ice when we were skating. The sound of the "peepers" in the spring. The "FBI" out on route 1. (you really are a Mainiac if you understand that reference) We were hardly ever in the house, always outside playing. The parents never had to worry about us, we could always be found somewhere around the neighborhood. Go outside and play wasn't a punishment. LOL Yup, good stuff. I am sure it is different now but I did love living there as a kid. Probably part of the reason why I love reading Steven King books.

Oh my goodness DiDi, you just wrote up a whoooole lot of the same kind of memories I had a child. I lived in VA...moved to here from there. Oh, do I miss the fireflies to this day. Polywogs! I lived in Florida longer, before VA. It also holds some good, and not so good memories, but the ocean, man, we walked to the ocean almost every day. Close enough for us to walk a ways. Remember having to hide under the house when a hurricane was coming, then we would ride into town to see how far up the water came into the town. I remember the dolphins, and how curious they were of us while we were swimming. And, yes, playing outside at night, playing the fun night games. Hiding from each other. Times really have changed. VA. is beautiful!
 
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I still get a yard full of fireflies in the summer up here in the mountains. A few years ago, my grown children (in their 30s) came up for a visit, and the two of them ended up chasing/catching them out in the yard. I always keep marshmallows and sticks available for when they make a fire. They always roll their eyes at me, but then come back in the house with an empty bag and sticky faces. Good times. Oh! And, I had forgotten all about the word "pollywog". I think that's a northern term. Down here, they're tadpoles. I think I like pollywog better. :)
 
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