I realized I haven’t given a house update since the end of May and it’s pretty much because nothing has been happening.
The woman who was interested in our house and came by four times apparently fell off the face of the earth. Same goes for the guy who came to see our house twice. We had a bunch more showings, but all the attention dried up right before the holiday weekend.
It’s annoying and frustrating and crappy all rolled into a ball.
In our downtime, I added some fun to our back deck with some new deck chairs, pillows and a cute little lantern for our patio table. Our front garden was also looking a bit rough, so my mom and I spent last Friday afternoon planting new bushes and flowers. Everything is looking great, so now I just need a buyer to come by and fall in love with the place!
In order to sweeten the pot, we decided to reduce our price from $242,000 to $229,900. The other houses in the neighborhood are in the $238,000 – $242,000 range, so hopefully this will draw some attention over to us.
I actually hadn’t really been obsessing on the house not selling because we were distracted by our Vegas trip and then with all the Potter drama.
Speaking of Potter drama, he’s been acting pretty close to normal (for him) the last week or so. Last time we went to the vet, his tests showed that he doesn’t have diabetes or pancreatitis. However, his protein levels were low, which could apparently be an issue. The vet asked me to wait two weeks and then bring in a urine sample for him to re-test.
Yes, you read that right I’m supposed to bring in a urine sample from my dog. And not just any urine sample, I’m supposed to get a sample from him first thing in the morning.
Which means, this Saturday around 6:30 am (which is apparently the magic time that he likes to wake up, go outside and eat), I’ll be standing outside half awake waiting for him to find something to pee on. The moment he starts, I’m going to have to jump him mid-pee to collect his urine in a Tupperware container.
I don’t anticipate this going smoothly. In fact, I’m imagining myself wrestling my peeing dog to the ground while the neighbors point and laugh.
So, we’ll see how this goes. Maybe I’ll get lucky and he won’t care what I’m doing while he’s thinking about the deliciousness of his dog food breakfast. One can only hope.
And yes, in case you’re wondering… I’m going to throw the Tupperware away afterward.