so i put my home on the market last week. three weeks prior, i busted my chops to clean and make it presentable for showing... not just clean... showroom clean. the information goes online monday, pictures posted tuesday. so i'm thinking i'll have probably another week or so before someone decides to look at it. the guard is down. no need to be in "property show" mode just yet. wrong! i get a call today from a realtor and a prospective buyer... "we're right outside your home... we noticed you have company, but we'd like to come in and take a look... is that okay?" my sisters, nephew and mom are over for sunday dinner and the kitchen is slightly messy.
smacked down with the sudden reality that my home is now on public display, i say sure. i just got home from church so there's clothes in my room and stuff on the office floor. while the prospective buyer and realtor park the car, sister no.5 and i race upstairs to hide stuff straighten the pillows and hide the shed worship clothes from the morning worship service. holy monkey! this is for real!!!! missy prospective buyer and her commissioned friend come in and look around... my family and i are in the kitchen finishing up dinner and hoping nephew doesn't start to cry... he's in a mood today. they inspect upstairs and i feel like a guest in my own home. they compliment how lovely the home is and thank me for allowing them to come in and take a look around. i thank them and say no problem. they leave. we relax again.
so now it's here. the constant inspections before i leave for work every morning. making sure each and everything is tucked away neatly so as to not offend any potential buyer. can't leave my pjs on the floor and pick 'em up when i get home later that evening. everything must be practically perfect in every way. i live in a showroom now. this is certainly more torturous for my family who visits more often than most people would stand to allow. now i have to tell them to wash out their dishes or put them in the dishwasher. everything is dusted and mirrors and glasses are cleaned every other day. the vaccuum will run atleast twice a week as supposed to the twice a month i usually run it. the bed is made as soon as i roll out of it. my office, which is the hardest place to keep clean is organized every morning before i leave for work and every evening before i go to bed.
the cleaning frenzy is now amplified by the chance that someone will drop in and decide if this place, my home, is where she/he will start her/his life over... or make a summer/winter getaway... or house their child while attending college... or be a very first purchase. is this frustrating... in a way yes. but i hope when i'm out looking in my next potential home, someone will go through the trouble to make it a neat, orderly and inviting as i have made mine. so check out my bachelorlette pad on display...
take a look, tell a friend. my home is now a showcase for all to enjoy and one day buy.
be happy. be prosperous. be blessed.
