Most of you reading this know that I’m getting ready to put my house on the market. Because it’s time. I met with the real estate agent last week and she had a few repair-type suggestions. I knew she would. Most of them I expected. A few were things I hadn’t thought of.
So I have a very long list of things to do. And I absolutely HATE doing this kind of stuff. But it looks as if this is going to command my full attention for the next little while. I thought maybe if I wrote about it over here and shared it with you all, it might not be so bad. Oh, who am I kidding? I’m already in agony just thinking about it. At least this way I’m not suffering alone. Maybe I’ll take some before and after pictures so everyone can be horrified by my appalling photography and housekeeping skills all at the same time.
My agent suggested I start with the yard work, so any “wounds” would have time to heal before we list the house. I found it rather amusing when she said you can’t really see the house from the street. Because I thought, yeah, I kind of like it that way. But I guess any potential buyer might want to actually see the place. So I’m getting estimates for machete-wielding deforestation-type activity.
In the meantime, there are several things I can do myself. Hooray. Here is what my kitchen bay window looked like this morning.
Those curtains were perhaps charming 20 or so years ago. If you like that kind of thing. I’ve always hated them. Certain family members claimed to love them. So I left them up, even after those family members were no longer living here. Why? I have no idea.
This is what my kitchen bay window looks like now. I can not even describe how good it felt to get rid of those things.
The cross-hatch window bars are removable; they’re attached with little plastic fasteners on the sides. My agent suggested I remove them from these windows (and several others in the house) as they break up the view into several tiny panes instead of one large window. I see her point. In fact, I took those cross bars out of the window over the kitchen sink years ago. But these windows look awfully bare to me right now — though in a good way. I’m just uncertain about making them look even more naked. Any opinions from the gallery?
NEXT UP: I have no idea. The list goes from bad to worse. You’ll just have to wait and see. It’s entirely possible I’m already tired of this topic.