Our house is officially on the market. It is both a blessing and a curse that people are calling and wanting to walk through my house.
In readiness for all these visits we spent the weekend cleaning and packing. Then packing and cleaning. For your viewing pleasure I videoed it. You are very welcome.
Once we finished all the packing we had to shove it all into the crawl space. I videoed that too. I’m generous like that.
If you can identify where I took the title from I will give you a hug. And you have to be more specific than Harry Potter.
There, there. It’s over now.
Well, perhaps not. At my house, the maintaining is always trickier than the scrub down.
This racing to clean and get out of the house for viewings is far worse than the marathon of cleaning. Give me the crawl space any day.
I think.
Alex has a very clean room. Only because he used to use nap time as a way to rebel and would pee all over all his possessions. Now they stay on a very high shelf in the playroom. Much neater. No urine.
That’s some excellent perspective for me, no urine soaked things. Anymore anyways.
oh man, that is rough, but your place is listed and will sell quickly and you will be on your way! Hugs my dear, it is worth all the effort!
Quickly, yes please.
This is sooo much better behind you than in front of you! And the memory of this horror will soon fade!
Carry on muggles!
Fade or be replaced by other packing horrors?
Keep thinking about that light at the end of the tunnel.
Or, grab a bottle of Scotch.
Whatever works.
I can do it. But after a nap. And I’m going to need a vacation when it’s over
I’m hot and exhausted just watching that. Good job. Hope your house sells fast. Also, I want a pink tape gun.
Oh I’d like a pink one too. Mine’s red, not nearly as much fun. Maybe there’s pink packing tape.