We are up to nine showings.
The lupine continues to be stunning.
My co-pilot continues to wonder what the heck we are doing on these slow drives to no where.
I did not find a recent offer acceptable and so that did not pan out.
I have spent over $100k remodeling and updating the house with selling in mind — and that does not include hundreds and hundreds of hours that my family and I spent cleaning out a hoarder before the work could be done. I have done all the painting and many other tasks that have been part of this project. This house has been my part-time job for over two years.
I wanted the house to be nice for the new owners and I am proud of what we all — me, Remodel Dude, Mover Dudes, family, friends — have accomplished.
But this is not my space anymore. Not my place. I am living here in the next person’s home until they show up and I can move on.
When I started getting the house ready to sell last fall, I was clear with the realtor that I wanted to maximize the odds of a quick sale. I remodeled to make the house more appealing, and that has been successful — we receive many compliments on the house from people who see it.
I have packed up as much personal stuff as possible. The house is neutral and ready for the dreams of someone else, and that makes it kind of sad to live here.
I want my big ass ribbons back on the walls. I want family photos where I can see them. I need messy area rugs all over for Harper B for Been Slipping and Sliding again.
I want a home of my own.
And so even though it has been only 15 days and we have had GREAT Zillow stats and interest, we have lowered the price of the house and have an open house planned for tomorrow 🍀
And that means serious cleaning and yard work today and tomorrow until 10:45 am when the dogs and I will clear out to drive slowly by the lupines again.
And again.
And again.
You can see a lot of lupines in three hours!
Happy Friday to you, Friend ❤️