Meeting with Realtor

I had a realtor over last night.  She was my realtor when I bought my house 3+ years ago, so it feels as though we are friends, and I just love her, and trust her opinions.  She asked what my plans where and I showed her the Tiny House book... and she said she's been wanting a similar house - on a shared property with her family when she retires.  It seems like lots of people have a tiny house dream hiding in the back of their minds.  So interesting.

The meeting lasted two hours!  But - I learned most of what I needed to know.  Namely, what do I need to do to my house before it's on the market, and what furniture should stay or go for staging purposes. 

It was so strange waiting for her arrival.  I was nervous, excited, sad.... a mixed bag for sure.  I only got a lump in my throat twice (once when telling her how special my street is - the neighbors, and the little Tudors... and once when I was telling her all the history of the original owners of the house...) and I didn't let one tear roll!  Silly I know, but that was an accomplishment.  I get a lump in my throat just typing about it.  But!  Even though I have a bit of sadness, my excitement for the future far outweighs it.

To prepare for the sale, mostly what I need to do is a bit of painting.  Not bad at all.  And then we talked about staging, and now I know what furniture I need to take out.  She says we are going for "sparse."  I get that - make the smaller house look more spacious.

I'll look to have my big "sell everything" sale in early November.

Let the games begin.  

Anxiety

I'm having some anxiety today.  I know that I have a solid plan, and that I am going about it in a very methodical way - but nonetheless - anxiety.  As Tom pointed out, the "unknown" is the worst.  And I'm getting ready to step off a pretty big freakin' cliff.  But as cliffs go, this jump is voluntary, and methodical.  I am trying to focus on acting from a place of calmness.  I chose this, and I am going to be SO happy.

And, this morning - I finally told my parents about all my new plans.  Via email.  I know - email sounds harsh - but really, it's the best way.  (1)  Immediate.  (2) My dad can't hear well, so telling them on the phone would have been fruitless.  So... yes, email.  I need to mail them some color photos of the tiny houses so they don't envision something awful.  LOL

Tonight the realtor who I used when I bought my house is coming over to tell me what needs to be done to my house to prepare it for sale.  Last she and I spoke, I told her I wanted to list it in January.  Now I'd like to be out of the house by the end of the year.    Surprise!  LOL  I'm not sure I can pull that off, but we'll see.  

She is also going to talk with me about furniture, and staging.  What needs to go, what needs to stay... and then I can start selling stuff.  I am laughing, because I have a few friends who are going to come over with post it notes, and tag what things they want.  I love that.  The first one is coming Saturday, I think... So if you are one of those -- early birds and worms, my friends... LOL

Meanwhile the last round of contractors doing post-hail storm repairs came on Monday.  And among other things, painted 9 of my 26 house windows a "new" color.  As in, a color that doesn't match anything else on the house.  Awesome!  Um, no.  The main general contractor is coming by in the morning.... I asked for an in person meeting... ahem.  I know he'll fix it - but c'mon, can we just be done with all this??  The storm was JUNE 13th!  Stop the madness!

The happy news?  The Texas State Fair starts tomorrow.  And one of my very best girlfriends is flying in for a few days on Sunday!  So happy Sunday for me!

Or let's be honest, this is probably more appropriate...