Oh, my blog people. I love you so much. Know what I don’t love? Painting trim. Evil trim. WE HATES IT, my precious. But it had to be done:
It’s gonna be so worth it when we sell our house. We’ve painted, poured gravel, planted herbs, cleaned everything, thrown away all the junk we didn’t need… (I used that as an excuse to chuck boxes out of my upstairs windows. The neighborhood kids were enthralled.)
So, I’m feeling invigorated, but exhausted. We list on Friday! Can any of you share your own house-selling stories to enlighten and/or amuse my weary husband and I on breaks between more painting and repairs tonight?
P.S How freaking awesome is it that I can come on the internet and ask people to tell me stories to make me feel happy, AND THEY DO IT? You do it. That’s modern-day magic, I swear, and I’m grateful for it and for y’all.
P.P.S. I’m compelled to post some more photos so you don’t think I live in complete filth, which I wouldn’t blame you for doing based on that picture above. And because our house has probably never looked as good as it does right now. 🙂