This Monday our house was supposed to have a showing. And like all good little home sellers should do we spent Sunday night cleaning, buffing and polishing the house into perfection. We even raised the thermostat from our usual day time temperature of 49 to a balmy 65, just so the visitors wouldn't think the house is drafty and cold instead of warming and welcoming like it really can be.
Monday night after work and we come home to none of the tell tale signs of a house showing. Locks locked just as we left them. No card on the kitchen table. Not an extra footstep in the snow. I felt so bad for our house, like it was stood up for a date.
We just got a call for a Saturday showing. I hope they show up.
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