A House, A Home, Pt 2

Our house is on the market - or to be clearer, our WA home is on the market. It looks great!

There's a little left to do, but the bedroom is painted (as you saw), the deck railing is pressure-washed and is now partly painted, thanks to a sunny respite. Flowers (deep-pink rhododendrons, a purple iris, a deep-red rose, and many chive blossoms) are on the table in a small vase. The counters are clear, the front lawn is mowed and weeded and the back will be done tomorrow. All clutter is out of site, or on its way to the storage area. The stove is clean, the granite counters are shiny.

All that's left to do is to find something like a printer table to hide the cable spaghetti on our family room floor, and to put the TV on, because a TV on a printer box on the hearth is not as attractive as it might be. And I have one more business-related box to secret away.

Tuesday the carpet cleaners come. A week later we have our Realtors' open house.

Pretty much, we're good to go. Now bring on the buyers!

This is a good little house. The yard is wonderful - just the right size. We could grow all our own produce here. It's tempting to keep it.

But we will be away for over a year, maybe even over a year and a half. And that's a long time to be making house payments, and paying the tax bill and utilities, and getting the lawn mowed by someone who won't forget and who understands about doing the trim, too, and raking the leaves.

So we are selling it. Sigh!

One lesson learned: it is easier, on average, to live without one's junk than to live with it. Tomorrow we have an expedition with several boxes we brought up in the trailer, to take them to the storeroom. Knowing you will be living without purse, scrip, or boxes in a few months sure makes the decision easier. (Not quite true about the scrip, but still...)