Have you ever driven somewhere, but when you arrive, you wonder what the hell happened and that you seemed to have arrived on autopilot? I did this on my way to work this morning and it freaked me out. I can't even remember what I was thinking about now, but it certainly wasn't driving. It scares me to think that if something happened that might have required my full attention, how would I have reacted if I was on 'autopilot' and not 100% concentrating on driving.
The house inspection has been put off till Monday now, the tennants keep saying they can't have the house open when the Real Estate books it. I was under the impression that once the tennants give notice they need to make the house available for inspections... It's not like we want to come through at 2 am or some stupid time either.
