We had our first house showing yesterday. This was very exciting for us. We’re very happy that people want to see the house even at it’s current price point. We started out pricing it at the high end. All the foreclosures and short short sales have really driven down prices. We’re hoping that ours, being a standard sale, will be more attractive to some.
I’ve seen some of the foreclosures around here, and many would need quite a bit of work to bring them back up to the level of the other homes in the area. At the very least, most of them need a paint job and a yard full of new sod and landscaping. Plus with them not being lived in for months or years, you’d have to wonder what kind of shape everything is in. Gosh, and come to think of it, if any of those have a swimming pool, the pool would be completely nasty without regular upkeep.
The whole process of showing the house is a little weird since we still live in it. Following the suggestion of our realtor, we have an electronic lock box on the door. Any realtor that wants to show the house has to call me to setup a time, and then we vacate the house for a little while and the realtor uses the lock box to enter the house.
That’s how it’s supposed to work. The realtor that showed the house yesterday called on Saturday to setup a time. He said he’d like to show it between 1 pm and 4 pm. I asked that he call when he was on his way so that we could do a last minute straighten and leave the house so they could have it to themselves and take their time to look around. We also wanted time to crate up our overly friendly cat so that he wouldn’t be bothersome and also so they wouldn’t have to worry if he ran out the door.
Well, he forgot to call until he was sitting in the driveway. I was at work, so I called Dream and told her that the realtor was here. She rushed around the house, turned off the TV, stashed the mail that was on the counter in a drawer, and grabbed the cat without the crate. After the fact we decided that she didn’t really need to rush that much, but at the time it seemed to all happen so fast. I’m not sure what the cat thought of the car ride sans carrier, but I could hear him meowing in the background when I talked to her on the phone.
I think from now on if they give us a window like that, we’ll either try to be gone for the entire window or I’ll try to get a more specific time out of the realtor, since I cannot count on them to call us when they are on their way.