[originaltext] When my husband was promoted, we put our house up for sale. T

When my husband was promoted, we put our house up for sale. Three weeks later, it was still on the market. I became a busy housekeeper. Every room had to be kept tidy and dishes had to be washed and put away when used. Then one day, the door bell rang unexpectedly at 8 am. Sleepily I opened the door and saw our agent standing there with a couple from New York. "There was no time to call," he explained, "the couple has to catch a plane home." The three people made their way past the dirty breakfast dishes on the kitchen table and entered a bedroom with unmade beds. As I retreated into a bathroom to comb my hair, I heard the man say something to his wife.  Then they both laughed. Two days later the agent phoned to tell me that the couple had bought the house. He repeated what the couple had said when he handed over the check the following day, "That house has a warm lived-in feeling just like ours."