As mentioned earlier, our house is for sale. We’re moving to California. That means real estate agents and their clients often drop by.
They want to see the house. They don’t want to see us. When an appointment is made, Helaine, Doppler and I scram. Look for our car aimlessly cruising the neighborhood.
They also want to see the house neat and tidy. You know, as if no one lives here… but they do.
We knew agents were coming by today at 12:30. Then we got a text saying 11:30. Good grief!
When they arrived it looked as if water had never flowed to a sink, every light was always on and any sign of trash or trashcan had mysteriously disappeared.
No home is kept neater and cleaner than when it’s in the process of being sold.
Understand, we’ve changed nothing. We’re just trying to put its best foot forward. The process is interesting and understandable.