Water and Keys

Having a house on the market is amazingly stressful. We busted our butts last night to get the house perfect for today's open house. As usual, no one came. However, I do attribute a lot of this to our realtor who refuses to put the open house signs in a clearly visible area (we always drive by to check) and does not advertise anywhere. Regardless of the reasoning, it is extremely annoying to constantly go through this much work for seemingly no reward.

And then, the house upkeep got worse. So, Hubs asked me to wash out the pan he used for dinner tonight. Okay, no biggie... so, in my completely embarrassing attempt to be helpful, I spilled an extreme amount of water down the front of the newly refinished kitchen cabinets. The streaking caused by this was anything but lovely. We immediately went into recovery mode, and think the marks were successfully dried - I am pretty sure you can no longer notice an incident occurred.

Then, Hubs was trying to get everything in the kitchen reorganized in case someone calls tomorrow giving a mere 15 minutes notice before coming for a showing (this happens at least once a week). In the process, he dropped a large set of keys, which of course put a nice scuff in the newly tiled floor.

It seems that such slip ups only occur to people while they need to keep their homes in perfect showing condition. Maybe the stress of corporate relocation has turned us into walking butter-fingered nightmares.

I would appreciate someone buying our newly remodeled house. We think it is lovely and would like to hand it off to a nice family. . .