We wanted—and needed—a realtor who knew Palomar Park like the back of her hand because it isn’t always the easiest neighborhood to sell in—and no one gets Palomar like Kat Bedbury. And so when she and her husband, Bob, came into our lives, I relaxed—at least a little. With pinpoint precision the Bedburys identified the areas we most needed to work on, stood by our sides and held our hands as we worked through every last step. They found painters and contractors and gardeners—and then helped us manage every detail of the work to be done. They even found us a realtor who would work as unbelievably hard as they do in the state to which we were moving! There was nothing they would not do for us—including hauling the garbage bins up our hilly driveway after the house went on market and we left for the East coast. Best of all, Kat went from simply being our excellent realtor to becoming my extraordinary friend. I bless the day I found her.