Noon. No-show, so it seems. I start chopping onions and get out all my spices for dinner and get busy. Within minutes, Frankie is naked and engrossed in the Sponge Bob marathon and then, the realtor and potential buyers show up. Awesome.
I tidy up and get Frankie dressed in a record minute and a half and we're on the street for an hour. Oy. It's been a day.