I wrote this post on Saturday night. If you read on, you’ll understand the frame of mind I’m in. In a matter of a few hours on Friday, I went from feeling hopeless and depressed about the non-sale of our house to having 3 showings scheduled for this week. From depressed to panicked. With a party thrown in for good measure.
You know when the worst time for a party is? I guess there are actually a lot of correct answers to that. Right after a hurricane hits. Just before your dogs decides to go diarrhea everywhere. Or when your child has decided to become a horrible monster.
For me, the worst time is just after a showing on my house and right before another showing of the house.
I hosted an Ovaltine party at my house. It was really just a backyard BBQ but one for which we were woefully unprepared. It turns out our cooler and other party-type items have been packed away in our POD (put into storage). I’m sure our thinking at the time was, “Are you kidding me? There’s no way we’d be having a party while our house is on the market.”
I’m sure we also thought this process would last less than 8 weeks.
So I spent all day Friday making the house spotless when I had actually planned for that day to be my party prep, party planning, party baking day. It’s okay because I had to do party-cleaning too. I just ended up being more thorough than I had planned.
Saturday morning came with a frantic run to the grocery store and an on-the-go meno planning session. I came home and did all the prep work and surprisingly pulled it off. (You be the judge. I’m posting photos on Wednesday).
Everyone came and the kids ran around until their faces turned red. The parents all talked and ate and drank a bit. Finally, everyone left. And instead of doing a quick clean-up and relaxing and heading to bed, leaving the mess for the morning, my tired self had to clean up every last bit of havoc that had been wreaked.
BECAUSE WE HAVE A SHOWING SUNDAY MORNING.
As I’m writing this (late Saturday night), I’m hoping I have a few ounces of energy in the morning to vacuum, make beds, and get out of the house by 10am. Think I can do it?