Seventh Street Cottage is now on the market as of this morning. It will show up in the county GIS system tomorrow. By the end of the weekend, it will be included in the Charlotte Metro listings as well. The Realtor seems optimistic, but that is her job.
She's as done as she'll ever be inside. I'm doing a couple touchups today in anticipation of the walk tomorrow. She'll bring a team of agents to introduce them to the house. They'll never see all the things I see. In fact, I doubt they even notice that the bedroom doesn't have a door.
I think the ficus needs a bit of a pruning. It's spent the summer on the side porch.
The dining room seems a little dark, but it's romantic.
The bathroom is clean.
The kitchen is spotless.
Everything is in place.
All the lights are on.
A few pieces here and there, some books, and a plant make the second bedroom feel more livable.
The master bedroom is masculine, yet comfortable.
At least that's how I see my house now. It's staged as best I can with what I have. The leather sofa never materialized. The new headboard and nightstands have fallen out of favor with me. A proper desk will not be in my future. A table to seat all my friends in the dining room will just have to wait. I'm not disappointed. I'm eager to let it go.
I'm under contract until April 30, 2011. Let's hope it doesn't take that long.