Twas Brillig

Okay, as many of you know, I’m building a new house, which means that we’re selling our old house, which means that Hubsters and the kiddos and I are living with my mother- and father-in-law. There are so many stories to be had here…

So, the realtor that we’ve hired to sell our house is, well, really hot. Which is awful, because he looks like he’s about 15. HAHAHA. He’s not, of course. He’s married and has a kid. Still, he’s got to be a few years younger than my 20-something self. What’s funny, though, is that because he’s so hot, it’s TERRIBLY uncomfortable for me to carry on a conversation with him. I don’t know why that is. If he were ugly, it would be no problem. But since he’s hot, I feel like I’m somehow breaking some vow simply by speaking to him. Hahaha. This is so embarrassing…

Anyway, the point is that TODAY my old house will go on the market. Hubby-loo and I worked our keesters off getting it ready to sell for the last couple of weeks. Our hot realtor has not been all that excited about our old house all along. Not that I blame him–I’m moving because I don’t like it either!

However, yesterday he walked through the newly cleaned, painted, and recarpeted house and he was so freaking impressed! WOOHOO!!! He wants us to raise the asking price significantly!!!! YIPPEEE SKIPPPEEE!!! I finally feel like the last few weeks of agonizing work will actually be worth something. Raising the price, though, will require my signature all over again, which will require that I speak to Hot Realtor in person, which is already making me feel anxious! I’m so, so pathetic.