As of yesterday afternoon, our house is officially on the market.
It’s been a long time coming, especially since the husband started the “in preparation” projects back in August. No really. He did. A project or two a weekend was assigned to every weekend leading up to this moment. It was exhausting (not that I did all that much, but let’s not tell anyone).
But it’s done. Now we just have to keep the place clean. That alone will be a nightmare. Two insanely furry dogs and one crazy cat are a lot, and I do mean a lot, to keep up with. Throw in a husband and you’ve got yourself a second job.
Wish us luck that it doesn’t sit on the market for a year.