Phone: ring....ring....ring
Me: Hello?
Realtor: Um, hi, this is Susan. You know? With name 'x' realty?
Me: Oh, hi there! How are you?
Realtor: Good, good. Hey, listen, we're a little early. ( It is currently 12:00pm) I know I told you between 1:30 and 2:00. Is that going to be a problem?
Me: (beginning to perspire profusely) Oh, no. No big deal.
Realtor: Oh, good! Because we're on your road right now.
Me: (AHHHHH!!!!) Oh, really? Well, let us just load the kids up and we'll be out of your hair then. ( Trying to sound as breezy as possible)
Realtor: Great. We'll be there in about one minute then.
Me: ( RUNNING through the house to blow out candles, start the music, put away the vaccum cleaner, turn all the lights on, put the mop away, drain the sink and throw any odd or end under a sink or bed and then swinging the front door open to yell to Steve and the kids who have been playing soccer outside) Hey!!! We've got one minute to load up and get outta here! The realtor's early! Let's Move! Move! Move!
We made it out. As we were pulling out, they were pulling in. Whew. We (well, okay Steve) even managed to load our 104 pound lab into the car with the kids so we could ALL go to the park and play.
Dear Lord, thank You for this well-oiled machine into which You have molded us. Oh, and a high five to you too, Steve.
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Way to go! You guys rock!
And...I hope the showing went well!
Oh, I can just picture it!
Mom in law
Oh, I remember that feeling!! So much pressure to keep the house perfectly tidy all of the time to avoid having a heart attack when something like that happens.
Glad to hear you are all holding together through it.
I'm laughing! This is why Paul is hoping to get relocated for his job. That way the company buys the house. I'm not sure we could pull this off! :)
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