Showing Granny’s House

I just got home from showing a bunch of houses in my favorite champagne-taste, beer-budget neighborhoods, and one of them looked amazing on the MRIS.

It was the only house in this neighborhood that actually was beer budget. It wasn’t the style my buyers were looking for, but they wanted a big lot, and this one was almost half an acre – a farmette by DC standards. So we put it on the list.

The showing instructions said no lock-box, but call the seller. And when I did, a very sweet sounding person with a sort of senior citizen voice picked up the phone. She was most gracious and said to come on by. Oh, and to please excuse the clutter.

When we arrived, she introduced herself and her very old doggy. Then there were the cats. Some were inside and others were swinging from the trees in the back yard. The attached 2-car garage had, not a car, but about 6 stinky kitty litter boxes. And every room had, yes, a whole lot of clutter.

And I felt my life fast forward a bunch of years. I have a dog. I have 2 cats (down from a high of 5 – yikes)! Sometimes, the kitty litter does get a little stinky. I have clutter, and it seems to spawn at night when I am sleeping. Is this where I am heading?

And I’m posting this thing and going down stairs to scrub down the litter box and put away the Christmas decorations.

I may need an intervention – NOW!

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