This morning we had the second showing of our house since listing it in August. I love that I was just getting out the bathroom cleaning supplies to give our master bath some much needed love and attention when the phone rings...
"Someone wants to look at your house within the hour."
In my head I'm thinking - What! Lord, I know this is what we want but this place needs some help and less than an hour is not enough. You can see me here still in my PJ's right?!
"They can come a bit later right?...12:30 ok perfect."
It's 10:30 now, I can quickly scrub every surface in the bathroom and do some vacuuming and cleaning in the kitchen before they come. The whole time I’m singing Broadway musicals at a fast forward lightning speed to keep up my pace.
God bless my hubby for coming home for an early lunch to blow away leaves and make the outside look great! All the while my son snacked and watched PBS for almost 2 hours straight while taking out EVERY toy he owns. (I try to limit TV usage pretty strictly on the weekdays - 1 hour MAX. So he was loving life.)
I've decided that we have WAY too many toys. I had put some away for a break in September and again last month. Today I shoved more into that same closet and I don't plan on taking them out. The less toys the better I say, especially if I'm going to have such incredibly short notice - two weeks ago I was still keeping the house clean from the first showing but I've slowly let it go the last couple. Now to stay motivated and keep up with it - while praying that today's people thought it a perfect fit!!