Seriously, I think that is a lesson that we all can learn. Right now I’m not doing a terribly great job myself. I have an end goal in mind, and it is something that I want to get to before the end of April. That doesn’t allow for much pacing I’m afraid. Actually I have two end goals. 1) Get our house listed for sale. (Spring is the best time!) 2) Get the other property ready for beach rental season. The second one has a slightly longer time frame – that needs to be done by the end of May.
Getting a house ready for sale is a daunting task, it requires peering into every nook and cranny and figuring out how to make it look appealing and not repulsive. That is the reason why I had been focusing on those two damn closets in the master bedroom – they were chaos, pure and simple. Now it looks like two anally retentive people live in our house. My closets never looked so good. While I was waiting for the various coats of paint to dry I’ve cleaned out nearly every other closet in the house and I repainted and “staged” the dining room. It looked ‘ok’ before, but the paint color was a little polarizing so I figured my best bet was to change it to a creamy off-white. Neutral sells, or so they say. I actually really like the way it turned out.
Now I’m onto the master bathroom. I repainted it a year or so ago and replaced a lot of hardware, but at the time I avoided the shower like the plague. Payback time. I’ll be regrouting the shower shortly. Today my mind is addled from inhaling bleach fumes. Who needs to drink alcohol when you can kill just as many brain cells with chlorine gas. Whew! Mold always seems to grow in bad grout work. I’m on a time table here too – the glass enclosure has been torn down and a new one is on order. It is supposed to take 2 weeks and a week is already gone. Tick tock, my time to grout is running out. Once this is done I have to tackle the garage and the kitchen.
By the time I’m done with this little exercise I might not actually want to sell the house anymore, but longer term it is a necessity. Actually, I really don’t want to sell the house. It has been the best house we’ve ever lived in, but it is too big for a retirement pad.