|It even has impractically large trees in the yard! I love this house!|
Our efforts were essentially two-pronged. First, fix any and all blemishes. I must give major credit to Cory for this end of things. Cory diligently filled in all nail holes and fixed dry wall dings and scrapes. He put new paneling in the sun room. He caulked things and painted things and cleaned things. He's pretty much my hero. Substantial effort was eventually required from both of us when we learned the hard way that getting touch-up paint to match a wall that was painted at least four years ago is nearly impossible. We had to repaint several rooms in the house to ensure uniform color after the dry wall touch-ups.
Second, strip the house of any and all personality or character. Apparently the more reminders there are that someone actually lives in the house, the less attractive it is to potential buyers. I completely understand the need for this, but it really was the most emotionally taxing part of the process. When you spend a few years building a nest that is warm and comfy and feels like home, it hurts to take it all down. I packed up all of our pictures and removed all of our decor (except for the basement, which I left to Cory as it contained all of his most prized possessions). I cleaned out all of our cabinets, closets, and drawers so that they only held the minimum amount of stuff we needed. Everything else was thrown away, sent to consignment, or was hidden from the critical eyes of home-buyers in boxes we stored in the basement.
The finishing touches were handled by our hard-working realtor. She staged the house once it had been fixed up and cleaned out. She did a very nice job, as evidenced by the pictures from the listing:
It was a few weeks of hard work, but it paid off because sure enough, our house was on the market the day we left for the wedding. Even better, an offer was made on the house within the first day! We spent our first few hours in the Dominican Republic making phone calls and finding an internet connection so we could sign the offer. Then we had even more to celebrate!
We have now cleared all of the house selling hurdles including the appraisal and inspection, and are in the process of finishing our packing for the move. We close in about a month, and then we will have to bid our lovely home slán leat (that's "goodbye to you" in Irish--don't be impressed, I had to look it up). One of the saddest parts of moving is leaving this house, the first that Cory and I adopted and made our own. We will always love it, and we hope that the next owners will care for it as much as we did.