We have been hard at work getting our house ready to be put on the market. Seriously, there is not a day that goes by which we don’t do something to further our progress, whether it be packing, cleaning, or whatever. I feel like we’re over the hump but there is still a lot left to go!
My Project Manager-Type A Personality-OCD-control freak mode is on high too. Yesterday I was grilling CJ about something and when I was done he said, “Ok, can you go back to normal Sarah now?” Ha ha…oops. 😐
Both of the last 2 Saturdays we’ve found someone to watch Isabella so that we could churn out a bunch of work. That was a huge help as it’s hard to make a ton of progress when you’re also trying to play with and watch an 18 month old! We don’t have any more sitters lined up so we’ll have to work in the rest of the list around Munchkin’s schedule. I’m sure we’ll manage just fine. If we can get Samson to help out instead of just lying around all day, that would be awesome. He’s supposed to be a working dog for crying out loud…
Here is what we have accomplished so far:
- Get a storage unit rented
- Clean every room from top to bottom with a fine-tooth comb, including decluttering and organizing
Master Bedroomand bath
- Isabella’s room (decluttered and packed but haven’t cleaned yet)
- Samson’s room (decluttered and packed but haven’t cleaned yet)
- Main Bathroom
- Kitchen (1/3 of the way done)
Dining Room Living Room
- Entryway (1/2 way done)
- Basement (1/4 of the way done)
- Utility Room
Pack up all knick knacks and “personal” family type items (photos, etc)
- Re-arrange furniture in a few of the rooms
- Samson’s Room
Dining room Living Room
- Replace a sink or 2 and possibly a bathroom countertop
Clean up the yardand plant flowers, lay down mulch, etc Put away all of Isabella’s toys and only keep out those that can fit in to a rubbermaid container
- Paint or restain all baseboards and woodwork (about 1/3 of the way done)
- Meet with a mortgage lender to see how much we can afford and how much of a loan we’ll get approved for
Start looking forand buy a new house
See, we’ve made a lot of progess! I have to keep telling myself that so I don’t go crazy thinking about all that is left to be done, because you know I totally will.
One thing I do every day is make a trip to the storage unit. Even if it’s just a few items, every little bit that I can pull out of the house will get us that much closer. One of my big irrational fears is that I will fall through the slats in the palettes we have covering the floor of the unit. We put those down in case of heavy rain or something. Since I make trips there before coming in to work, there are days when I’m wearing sandals or heels. So I had this fear that I would mis-step and fall through a slot or fall off a palette, breaking or twisting my ankle and being stranded there. I picture myself laying on the floor, in pain, yelling until my voice in gone, desperately waiting for someone to come find me.
I know, totally crazy and silly of me.
That is until it happened.
Last weekend, CJ and I made a trip to storage together, as we had some big furniture items. I was wearing tennis shoes and felt very stable and secure. When we opened the door to the unit, we found that some stuff had shifted and a few items fell over. We went in to assess the damage and then figure out how to rearrange so that it wouldn’t happen again. I was standing on one of the palettes and went to take a step back. Only I stepped back onto an opening between the slats rather than onto the board itself and my foot promptly fell through. I fell backwards and to the right, toward another box but managed to catch myself before actually landing on it. I think I let out a yell too which sounded something like this, “yeo-ow-oh!” That banshee scream caused CJ to turn around and find me on the ground in what looked like a position you’d only find someone in during a game of Twister (which I totally rule at by the way. CJ and I once had a “Twist Off” and I won but only after a really, really long time. But still, I won.). Left foot green, right foot red, left hand yellow, right hand red.
He started to laugh until he realized my right foot was actually stuck. I couldn’t pull it out from the angle in which I was sprawled out so CJ helped me up. I tried to pull my foot out but it was still stuck because I was wearing sneakers that were wider than the opening. You’d think that would have prevented me from falling in the first place but nooooo, not in Sarah’s world! CJ had to untie my shoe and help me slip my foot out. Then he yanked and yanked until the shoe itself came out. I was a little shaken up but otherwise unharmed. I have those crazy “what if” scenarios in my head all the time and never once have they come true. Until now! Good thing Ceige was with me to help.
Then a few minutes later he almost did the exact same thing. Those palettes are a death trap I tell you!
Anywho, now I’m extra careful. I probably look like a little old lady as I gingerly step on those palettes. Whatever. At least I’ll be an old lady with 2 working ankles!
Tomorrow we head out to walk through 4 potential houses. I’m going to be very picky as this will (hopefully) be our forever home and I want it to be just right. When we bought this house, it was our first one and I didn’t really know what to look for. I just knew what I liked. Now I’ve learned some lessons and will have a better eye when doing the walk throughts. There are some nice ones on the list though so fingers crossed that one of them works out.
I’ve been really bad about taking before/after pics of the house as we work on it but I’ll try to be better. I’ll definitely have after pics of all the rooms to show.
More to come!!
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