And the saga continues...

The whole house-selling deal has been pretty stressful, especially considering all the work I've put into the place the last six months. So I was looking forward to a relaxing weekend where I wouldn't be doing any home improvements. I still wanted to leave the house on the market in case the deal I have going falls through, but I didn't think I'd have much activity since I'm thinking the MLS listings show me as being "under contract."

NOT! Jared and I decided to go out to dinner Friday evening around 5:30 when I get a call from the realtor requesting a showing tonight at 7:00. Okay...that's fine. We'll postpone dinner to 7:00...no big deal.

After an average dinner at Applebee's, I get a call right as we're ready to leave. It's from my real estate agent. Home inspection is tomorrow (Saturday) at 9:30 a.m. NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

I needed more time!! I didn't think it would happen!! I thought it would fall through the cracks!! Tomorrow morning!?!? Oh, well...I guess it's better to get it over with. And at least my place doesn't look like this.

So Jared and I went out to breakfast this morning since we're not supposed to be there for the inspection. I'm VERY nervous and am the kind of person that expects the worst in this kind of situation. Even though the house LOOKS nice and clean and ready-to-move-into, who knows what evil lurks beneath the beams, the floors, and above the ceiling and attic?? I probably have a huge swarm of termites...

...living in the attic, and thank God we don't have basements here, otherwise Freddy would probably be living down there.

So I drive by about two hours later and there's a big gray truck sitting in front of my yard so I figure it's the inspector still working. I go shopping to kill some time and get a call from the Realtor saying someone wants to show the house NOW. I say "fine" because I'm not there but that maybe the inspector will be. To make a long story short, the agent showed the house and the inspector completed his inspection. Finally at about 1:30, I was able to go home. To this...

This was standing against the wall of my garage when I pulled in. Okay, Mr. House Inspector guy, I admit it. I completely forgot to change out my ceiling filter the last couple months. I'm usually pretty good about it, but with everything I've been doing, it slipped my mind. Thank you for that little reminder. And I just wonder how that's going to read on my report. "If this woman can't remember to replace her ceiling filters, what kind of shape is this house going to be in??" Personally, I think the ceiling filter police should just come by and shoot me for my negligance. Who knows what horrific crimes a person can commit after not replacing a ceiling filter. Believe you me...replacing that damn ceiling filter is on my calendar for next month.

So, with everything else, I also got a warning from my utility company that I had been watering my yard too much at the wrong time. This is the first time this has happened in the five years I've been here. When I told Jared, he said, "You should send them a picture of the yard." Maybe I should. I'm just trying to keep it looking like this...

...as opposed to this when I'm trying to sell it. I doubt if they would understand.

It reminds me of a year ago when I had an outside faucet leak. I got a notice from the utility company saying my water usage was "above normal" and that I should look for any leaks. This was my normal usage at that time with my three sons living with me...

This was with the faucet leak...

HaHaHaHa! Yep...that was up to almost 40,000 gallons that month. I guess it was a bigger leak than I thought. Anyway, Raul fixed the faucet leak for only 60 bucks...I gave him 100 because I appreciated his work.

So I've digressed again. I went back home after the inspection only to get another call from the realtor saying an agent wanted a second showing at 5:30 p.m. These were the people that had seen it the evening before. Fine. It gave me a chance to mow the lawn. I don't need to tidy anything up anymore because everything is ALWAYS tidied up now. Most showings last between 15 and 30 minutes, depending on how interested they are in the property. I usually go out to shop or drive around, checking back to see if they're still there. These people were there for one hour and 15 minutes. I don't know if they know we already have a contract on it. Since I was so tired by that time, I got a bite to eat, drove around with Nutter Butter for awhile, then just parked down the street thinking they would leave soon.

This was me after awhile (only a lot older)...

Obviously, these people are VERY interested...and my dining room chairs were pulled out again meaning they had "discussed" the situation. And who visits a property for over an hour if they're not interested??

So, who knows what will happen. I sure the heck don't. Stay tuned...

And this is stressed-out Nutter saying she doesn't want any more car rides...