Today I've had to stay home because of an Open House for all the local realtors. Once a month they get a compilation of new listings, then spend an entire day roaming the highways and byways of the county looking over the homes for sale. I had my first viewers before 9:00, barely dressed, hair dripping wet from the shower, and for the next 5 hours, it has pretty much been non-stop people in and out the front door. Who knew there were so many realtors in all of Oregon, let alone this little burg.
---Hang on. People at the door---
The boys aren't too happy, though have made sure everyone entering the house noticed them--hard to ignore two barking loons. They keep giving me that reproachful dog look, wondering why I haven't taken them to the park. Hasn't endeared me to them either that the weather is beautiful, high 60s, infinite blue skies. I did attempt to walk them down the road at one point when I thought there was a break in the action, but we'd barely left the drive before cars began arriving again.
It's been interesting doing the meet and greet thing. I'm used to doing this in Scotland, but not here, this is usually what my realtor would do. I really prefer doing it myself; I'm a good schmoozer. Most of the realtors have been nice, polite, very professional, though a few have been semi-jerks, and one guy was a total ass. I know, unbelievable, considering I actually hold the purse strings here. Good thing I kept the goal in sight (sellthehousesellthehousesellthehouse). I have a really short fuse with a certain type of man...oh, wait, too sexist? Okay. I have zero tolerance for any person who acts like a total ass, especially in my own home.
---Oh for crying in the night---
That time it was a realtor with a potential buyer. No problem with that, except she's terrified of dogs--the buyer not the realtor. I told the woman they were just small dogs, but one look at her face and I knew I had to keep the boys away from her; you would have thought my wee dogs were two Hellhounds, fangs dripping, waiting to leap for her throat.
I think I'm going to make a break for it. There honestly can't be a realtor left in the area who hasn't been to my house today, and with the weather so good, I'm going to chance it, take the dogs for a long walk, get some fresh air and sunshine myself and maybe