Which definition of "hopefully" are you using here?

"Hopefully trash will be removed soon (awaiting approval from seller)." I'm going to start using that as my excuse, too.

"Hopefully trash will be removed soon (awaiting approval from seller)." I'm going to start using that as my excuse, too.
Dock!
No dock!
Perhaps it's a submersible dock. That seems like a bit of a design flaw to me, but what do I know about docks?
Ho hum, just taking photos for the listing:
And the other side...
Oh crap, someone's coming, quick, across the street, run!
Oh no, they're going into the house:
Well, maybe we can get a photo of the side:
Or the garage:
Eek! They saw us! Run, run, run!

Oh, good. I was looking for a house that came with... stuff. Like, a bike pump, great. Yeah, and a half-dead plant, perfect. And a... wagon? And a... basket?
Okay, not really. But there's one thing that isn't in the listing itself -- it's in the Google Street View of the house -- that I really do want.
Look!
A Pacer!
A real live Pacer!
As a former Pinto-owner, I say: hellooo, Pacer!
UPDATE: I'm wrong. It's not a Pacer. This house is useless.

This is here purely for the "huh?"ness of it. It appears to be a counter with a stovetop and sink -- okay, I've got that -- but then is there another counter coming straight out of the stovetop?

It's... it's... it's a grave, isn't it? Dawn found this listing, and she thinks it is, too. The house was built in 1843, so it does seem possible.
Getting the defunct swimming pool out of our back yard was a real pain. What's it like getting a grave out? Or do you just leave it, even though your kids will have tea parties on it when they're little and then, when they're adolescents, go out there to smoke cloves?
Maybe the dead like clove cigarettes. And tea parties. I do not know.