The due/list date looms on the calendar for months. You nest and pack and organize and clean. The closets are purged; the stage is set. Then the day arrives: you roll out of bed, crazy-eyed with anticipation and....... nothing. But not losing heart, you go about your day knowing that at any moment that could change! Every phone call is like a teeny contraction -- you think, "Maybe this is it! The real thing!" But it ends up being gas (or Steph).
We love you, little house, but please do your thing and sparkle like never before. This expectant woman can't stay in this state forever!
And so that one day I can look back and remember just what our beloved house looked like, I'm including the listing photos --
Excellent analogy. Hoping you have a quick sale. :)
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