Home sellers have a love/hate relationship with home buyers. You really want someone to come along, fall in love with your house and offer you boatloads of money for it, but this requires that people actually come into your home and look at things. They open the closets and drawers, use the bathrooms, pick up decorative objects for reasons known only to themselves and things like that. It feels really, really weird to have people in your house when you’re not there. There’s a very high ick factor involved.
There’s also the logistical problem of scheduling showings, while still trying to maintain some semblance of a normal life for yourself. Take yesterday for example. Someone wanted to come back for a second look (they’d made an offer, which I countered and they wanted to come back before they responded). They were supposed to be there between 5:45 and 7:00 pm. You know, dinner time. So, I made everything pretty and hightailed it to the Wegmans cafe, where I read the paper and nursed a cup of coffee. Then I got a call that they were running late and wouldn’t be out before 7:30.
When I got home, I was starving, so I started dinner. Just as dinner was ready, I got a call that they wanted to come back for a third look. <insert bigasseyeroll here> Well, dinner was soup and salad. I had a bowl of soup sitting there that was way too hot to eat and I had to vacate the house in 5 minutes. I was really, really hungry and didn’t want to wait till 8:45 to eat, so I put a cover on the soup bowl, headed to the car, drove to a local strip mall and sat in the car eating my soup. I think I can safely say that I’ve never eaten soup in the car before. I don’t recommend it.
Oh, and no word yet from the indecisive ones.