Guess who put their wee little house back on the market, after a (very cold) winter hiatus? That’s right folks, we are back in the game of real estate and are hoping to fare better than the three showings TOTAL we had last summer. Cross your fingers for us because the prospect of keeping our house show ready for months on end is just not my idea of a jolly good time. This go around, we made a few more changes to perk up our digs: she got a chemical face peel and a boob job!
Last week, we got our ceilings painted because they were gross, especially by the vents where Grunge Particles would fly out and catch on that silly popcorn ceiling. They kinda looked like Taylor Momsen Eyes, which, as she knows, is not leaving a great impression on anyone.
*Update. Because every good blog post has a picture.
Anyhoo, the painters came while I was at work and saran wrapped the entire downstairs (leaving the Hubs trapped upstairs outside the temporary plastic castle) and they worked their magic. A couple hundred bucks later and Hilary the House was looking oh so fine. Why we didn’t get this done years ago is beyond me.
In addition, I painted our mega scuffed up master closet, did more random touch up painting around the house, filled in cracks and nail holes, and started obsessing over all of the items I could secretly Craigslist while the Hub’s attention is averted watching basketball…
But, we still have work to do. We have a lot of cleaning and sorting and cleaning and purging and more cleaning to do. You’d think that we would have had this all under control since we were on the market last year, but no. It’s an ongoing battle. Am I the only one that has a Paper Proliferating Problem? I wake up to more and more paperwork each day and it makes me suspect something funny is going on in the office when we’re asleep. Please advise.
Wish us loads of good luck house selling vibes, ok?