Many of you may know that we have our home up for sale. Well, it's just on Forsalebyowner.com and we have a sign up, so that's as "For Sale" as it has been. Kyle and I have been debating for months where to go from there, but that's for another blog. If we're still married. (kidding, kidding....sort of)
Anyhow, I was outside with the kids looking at today's mail when Kyle hollered something to me from neighbor Barb's front yard (he was putting together her new leaf-picker-upper. Yes, isn't he sweet? Nothing so sweet as alterior motives. If he puts it together, then we can use it, too.). He came a little closer and repeated, "Someone wants to take a look at the house,"
My breathing quickened, my heart began to race. CRUD! What I had spent every spare moment cleaning today?
The garage.
Yeah, so NOT important when someone wants to look at the house. Of course I flooded Kyle with questions, none of which he could answer. All he told me is that this woman was wanting her daughter to see the house, and her daughter got off work in 30 minutes. I began calculating in my head.... If said woman does in fact get in touch with daughter, hopefully daughter will want to eat, change clothes, and that she lived at least 3 or 4 miles away. So I had about a minimum of 47 minutes. I immediately put him in charge of the kids and ran over to the house to assess the situation.
The garage hadn't been "put back together again" --- everything was piled in the driveway or on the floor of the garage from being pulled off the shelves. I had to harness my feelings of rage...er, disappointment. I was SO in the mood to get rid of Kyle's junk in the garage---but alas had to save that fun for another day and put everything back in the garage. I was literally running back and forth from the driveway. I looked ridiculous. Once the garage was done, I ran inside to see what state the house was in.
The entryway still had remnants of yestersday's Costco run-- boxes of diapers, a 2-pack of syrup, wipes, pull-ups.....ah! In a flash I had to switch to my right brain and play tetris with our storage. Then I ran from room to room to calculate how many minutes I could spend in each room before destiny showed up. THANK heavens I had decided to do dishes while the kids were eating lunch. I frantically ran around putting things away, dusting, vaccuming, scrubbing, and in the mean time calling Kyle twice to find out the ETA.
"Still haven't heard from her. I'll let you know when I do." Great.
I was like a human tornado flying through the house, but a good one of course, because I was putting everything in it's rightful place and condition.
Finally, I heard the door open. I threw the paper towel in my hand in the garbage and wiped the sweat off my forehead and took a deep breath. Then I heard the screaming of little children.
It was Kyle and the kids.
"Guess she's not coming. I even called her twice and got no answer."
What? You mean I forwent the opportunity to empty the garage of all of that useless junk so I could put laundry away, scrub light switches, turn on relaxing music, sparkle sink fixtures, and clean EVERY SINGLE ROOM IN THE HOUSE??!?!??!?!?!?!
I swear Kyle just wanted to get out of putting his laundry away. That and for me to leave his hiking boots, tents and firestarting supplies alone.
I totally feel punk'd.
On the bright side the house is clean, and if someone comes tomorrow, I could probably show it with 11.5 minutes notice this time....
And now I shall sleep.....sleep, glorious sleep!
7 comments:
Love this: "play tetris with our storage." So sorry; that always happens!
Oh, do I remember the many years of moves and trying to keep our homes in order while they were on the market! It is amazing what you can stash under a bed...and even jam in the oven or dishwasher! Do keep us posted...was this lady a figment of someone's imagination (a ploy to get the house cleaned up?) or is she really real??? Seriously, we hope she appears and loves your home!
Oh Michelle, my heart aches for you. Maybe this will make you feel better. Someone did a "drive by" yesterday and wanted to see the house. Right that instant. I'll let you use your imagination as to the state of the house, but I'll give you a three word hint: IT WASN'T PRETTY! Even though it ticks me off when people no show, I love the fact that the house gets cleaned in 1/8 time it usually takes me. Why don't you call and "make an appointment?" I am seriously lacking motivation these days!
That is crazy, at least he did not do it on purpose!! I was going to be ticked if he had!
Two extremely bright sides of this: your house is clean and Kyle kept the kids out of your hair while you did it. Also, he owes you for the stress - three bright sides. I suddenly want to be you. :) Sorry about your stress!
You are a quick-clean-pro! I bet you know every single good hiding place in the house for diapers, clothes, toys, etc. You are a supermom and a superwife! Kyle's lucky you couldn't finish the garage..because he gets to keep his stuff for a little while longer. :l The only way for me to get rid of STUFF is without telling Aaron because he says he has a reason/purpose for everything we keep. I say if it hasn't been used in 12 months, its out!!
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