disappointment at it's finest.

yesterday was the typical summer day around here.  i worked for a little bit but besides that we busied ourselves with very important things like finding a new light fixture for the kitchen.  we got home, feeling accomplished, and decided to spend the rest of the evening just lounging around.  hey, it's summer.  we have to enjoy it while it lasts.

...and then the phone rings.  at 9:45pm.  the realtor wanted to show our house the following morning. 

no big deal, right?  hahahaha.  even though we only "live" in two rooms of the house, we were up until well past midnight cleaning carpets, scrubbing baseboards, doing laundry, lugging crap out to the cars so we just didn't have to figure out what it was till a later day.  then, we were up at 7:00am this morning to start at the cleaning again.

i dropped the girl off at camp, headed to the store, bought fresh fruit and bunches of fresh flowers.  not to eat and enjoy but to make a pretty display in the kitchen.  but the kitchen?  it's under construction, so not only were we trying to spruce it up, were were attempting to keep the dust under control.  note to everyone who may encounter this in the future: there is no way to stay ahead on the dust when construction workers are sawing into drywall, etc.

we baked cookies, turned lights on, lit candles, put the cushions out on the lawn furniture, wiped down every surface possible with soapy water, windex, or polish depending what it was.  we were going nutsy coo coo over here trying to get the house ready.

the people walked through today.  they don't like our kitchen.  they don't like our master closet.

what a bummer ending to a busy day trying to get it ready for them to fall in love with.  disappointment at it's finest.