In a few short months our house will be on the market. Okay, four short months. I’ve been ignoring this up until now. Because it was convenient for me to do so.
But really, it’s terrifying. And strangers in my house. Well not so much strangers as potential buyers. But people I will have to smile at on the weekend. Also I will probably have to start the de-cluttering process now so someone who is not insane would want to buy the house. So they will look at it and think how minimalist it is not think about how there is no built in to be seen. Not even one.
Still, we don’t have a flea infestation. So we are one up on the people who sold it to us.
I’m hoping that the fact that we absolutely have to move will make it easier on us. Riley starts school the year after next and there aren’t really any schools around here to send her to. Unless I was religious. Which I am not.
Luckily for us I am not insane enough to try and buy a house at the same time as we are selling ours. So all we have to worry about is this one. And convincing people to buy it.
It will be strange to leave the house where both of my babies were babies. But I am excited for what’s next. Once I get over the stress involved in actually getting there.