We have now talked to three realtors and have their credentials to compare and choose from next week after they have submitted everything to the relocation company. All three have loved our house and have asked me if I am an interior designer or home stager. They have raved about how well it shows. The compliments were flattering and I appreciated them greatly. But it doesn’t change the fact that the market stinks.
I know I should be discouraged after talking to each of them, but I’m really, truly not. I really feel like our house is gonna sell when we price it right. It won’t be the price we want. It might not even be the price we owe. But God has been so incredible in his provision for us through this whole process, that I feel like He is preparing our buyer right now and that He will provide what we need.
So…a new part of the waiting process…house on the market, wondering if each person that walks in the door will like the house, will feel like they are being hugged, can imagine themselves living in this house, and have the urge to say, “This is it! This is my house!” Instead of focusing on what a pain it is to keep the house exceptionally clean every day and vacuum yourself out the door each time you leave, I will focus on the people who will call this home theirs and make their own sweet memories here. It will make cleaning out closets and scrubbing baseboards and nonstop mopping and dusting a little more fun. I’m preparing a new home for some still unknown excited new buyer. How can that not be a happy thought???
Do you think putting out M&M’s for prospective buyers would be a good marketing move? 🙂 MORE THAN EVER, I want our home to be the color of love, the smell of cozy and the warmth of welcome. You know?
