We busted our "bootums" all weekend. All evening Friday, 4-5 hours on Saturday, all Saturday evening, and 5 hours on Sunday... cleaning, painting, packing, painting, grouting. We headed out to Toys R Us on Sunday around 12:30, and Doug thought to swing back by the house to make sure the "guest realtor" showed up. 10 after 1pm, and no one was there. We called our own realtor, who tried to contact the guest realtor - couldn't get ahold of him! So strangely, the agent had volunteered to show our house, then couldn't be gotten ahold of.
Our agent said he'd check to see if it was advertised anywhere and if it was, he'd head right over (he was watching his kids while his wife worked). When we returned around 5pm, it didn't look like anyone had been there. So...
....the silver lining is, of course, that practically everything in the house has been done. Nothing else to pack. Nothing else to fix. A couple things to paint, but no big deal. So now, we need PEOPLE.
Roman, on the other hand, is getting ready for Christmas. I don't think he has a clue of what's in store - he doesn't really remember from last year. We wrapped most of our gifts last night. Today Roman said something sweet while watching Winnie the Pooh - "Hey Daddy, wouldn't it be neat if we lived in a treehouse?" He said it so wondering, so full of imagination. Sweet, sweet little boy.