1. This morning I received an email from an indecipherable address that bounced my reply to leave me the f*** alone. The email was brief, "YOU WON SEVEN HUNDRED AND FIFTY THOUSAND POUNDS IN THE GNLD AWARD SEND YOUR
Really? I won 750,000 pounds and they (whoever the folks behind the GNLD award are) don't even know my name? I wonder if anyone, anyone at all responds to this email, if anyone thinks, I won, I won, I WON! How would they know, exactly?
2. My house has not yet sold. It has been shown a multitude of times but not an offer has been made. My realtor tells me that my house shows well but on reflection, I realize that I don't know what that means, exactly. When my realtor relays some of the comments made by prospective buyers, I find that I want to find these people and ask them if they are nuts. One woman said that if I added a bathroom downstairs, she would buy the house. What do I have here? Oh look, it's an extra $10,000 in my back pocket that I was just looking to throw away! Add a bathroom? Seriously? I wanted to find her and tackle her to the ground, preferably in a puddle of dirty water. Another said that she didn't like the neighborhood. To her, I would say one word: Research! Before this time in my life, I never considered how personally one can take the comments made about the house she is trying to sell.
3. Tuesday is moving day. Finally. It's been hard to live in one house while wanting to live in the other but a few things had to take place before I could move, things like having a Seagrass runner installed on the stairs so that Cheyenne could go up and down them without fear of or actually slipping. She has a fear of hardwood stairs, that one does.
I couldn't be happier with the results.
4. Hopefully my house will continue to show well when empty. Hopefully, it will continue to show so darned well that it sells.
I'm off to pack. Have a great Labor Day Weekend.