candles burning everywhere. I’ve sold and looked at enough houses in my life to know what to do for a showing. I was ready to rock!
big deal I thought and sat down to help the kids with their homework. I then made a big pot of tuna and noodles. Supper was finished and Will was in the shower when the realtor called back and said the people that canceled the showing had a change in plans and could now make it (who does this?!). They would be arriving at our house at 7:30pm.
trying to clean everything up again. The first rule for a showing is that you NEVER ever cook fish because it makes the house smell nasty. You want your house to smell like pie or cookies – not tuna. I lit the candles and sprayed vanilla Febreeze all over the place but could still smell the tuna.
I went to check to make sure the bathroom was in order and found
McKenzie, she had a confession to make. I bought her a new toothbrush and as she took it out of the cardboard/plastic packaging, it fell into the toilet. Instead of pulling it out she flushed it, thus clogging up the toilet big time. I wasted a lot of time trying to get it unclogged but couldn’t get it. I just prayed that if the people looking at the house made it past the stinky tuna kitchen they wouldn’t flush the toilet.
Next we had to catch both cats and put them in carriers and then
get the dog and get everyone loaded. Most people leave their cats at home for showings because most cats hide when strangers arrive. But not our cats, they rub on strangers legs until they say, “oh what a nice kitty.” And then when they bend down to pet the cats they bite them. I could no way leave our bratty cats at home for a showing. Besides that I could just imagine them sitting on the dinner plates and messing up the beautifully set kitchen table.
Once loaded and out of the driveway I didn’t know where to go. It was dark, 7:30pm, and I had two screaming cats, a dog and two kids in the car. I decided to drive to the closest McDonald’s and buy everyone shakes. We deserved a treat after all we had been through.
On the way home the cats were still screaming but we were sipping
happily on our shakes listening to the radio. It was then that we were overcome by a horrible stench. I rolled down all of the windows but it was only sixteen degrees outside and we were freezing. Our cat Maddie does not travel well and she had lost control of ALL of her bodily functions; we smelled cat shit, piss and puke. McKenzie was in the passenger seat gagging and I feared she too was going to puke. She hung her head out the window. I figured frost bite was better than dying from the toxic odor. By the time we made it home my eyes were watering so bad I could hardly see to drive. Needless to say I had one hell of a mess to clean up and I’ll spare you the gory details.
still couldn’t get the clog out but I did manage to scrape all the paint off the inside of the toilet. How do you paint the inside of a toilet?! Right now I’m waiting for the plumber to arrive.
year) and find him a new winter coat. I haven’t heard from the Realtor yet this morning so I don’t know how the showing went but I’m not holding my breath. And I didn’t even tell you about the computer virus I had or what it took to get it fixed.
Things have to get better don’t they?!