This week has been very busy between the holiday, staging for our pack out, inventorying EVERYTHING that we own and taking pictures of it, and working with the rental agency to get our house rented. Though, the renting has brought its own set of irritations that yes, no big deal..but enough that I sit back going - please, no more if you can help it.
First, we received an email the day after Christmas at 9:30 am confirming a showing to potential renters at 10:00 am, THE SAME DAY. I dropped everything and yelled “BABE...WTF IS THIS!?”. Of course, we were promised at least 24 hours notice, and I had been checking this particular email five times a day to make sure that this event didn’t catch us off guard. There was absolutely no email that had been sent prior to this one.
Mind you, our home looks like a tornado went through it. Each item of my clothing was categorized in a pile on the master floor (inventory), we had old freezer containers with food in them left out on the counter overnight to thaw, and because I thought my cat would be alright without his side guard on his cat box - he had just peed all over the side of the bathtub (yep, moving..that’s where the box gets stored, for now)...so the whole bathroom smelled of cat urine and there was no time to get any of the odor out.
I spent the next 30 mins running around like a mad woman cleaning up and saying to myself, ‘oh well, it’s their fault it wasn’t presentable...should’ve warned us.’
So, the woman comes to show the house, insists that an email was sent a week ago (it wasn’t) and oh yea...the woman viewing our home was already there with her. My husband, being the kindest man, lets them in the house and she viewed. Needless to say, we didn’t hear back from that renter...and why would we!? I wouldn’t have rented from us.
In the end, the agent did apologize to Will for the email not reaching - but, I was already so humiliated and angry. It took me a little while to calm down.
Two days later, we had another showing (this time we had 24 hours notice). Our home was still filled with boxes and items were definitely out to view, but we had enough time to make sure the areas we could were cleaned and as presentable as it could be. We gathered the animals and went for a car ride - except, we have security cameras in the house that play audio. So, this was going to be fun!
The real estate agent entered the house, and I thought everything was going to be just fine. Except she walked right into our office and into an area that is not at all a pedestrian thruway - just standing over all of our electronics. Will and I just looked at this like, ‘wtf are you doing??!’. To us, this was the equivalent of walking into someone's closet and just staring at their clothing and jewelry - mentally going through your items.
After this, she said in this judging/eye-rolling tone “must be cyber or a big gamer”. Then, she looked up and saw our security camera (LOL!), giving it a less than desirable look.
After she walked through the house (which, yes..she had to familiarize herself with the area. I am okay with that), she let the family in. The family of four went through, and after about five minutes..the prospective renter’s children (about ages 5 and 7) were left alone. Of course, the first thing that they did was walk right into the area that the agent was just snooping in, touching my husband’s color-changing keyboard and his three screens, picking up our Nintendo Switch game covers, and proceeded to our living room where they were also picking up items off our Ikea dresser.
At this point, I’m screaming at the phone “STOP TOUCHING OUR STUFF, YOU LITTLE SHITS!!!!!!!” (of course, no one could hear me). Mind you, we don’t have children - but, I’m under the impression that you should probably not leave little hands to their own demise, and if you know the parents aren’t watching...MAKE SURE THEY DO!
I was not happy.
After this, they all left. But of course, the agent didn’t regard the message that she had sent to her phone that said to not turn off our light switches. So, this woman went around turning off $1k worth of Smart Lights ($50 for each bulb) that easily burn out if you do not use the voice control. That’s where Will got all hot and bothered, and the next thing we knew…he’s speaking over the voice relay on the camera’s app saying, “DON’T TURN OFF THE LIGHTS. DON’T TURN OFF THE LIGHTS”.
We were just so irritated by the whole experience we had watched. It was almost poetic that this happened as Will was walking into Best Buy to purchase his brand new gaming laptop. Because, yes...we are cyber, we are gamers, and we don’t have children for a reason - so we’re going to spend money…NOT on kids.
All of this reminded me of that episode in “Sex and the City” where Carrie’s $485 heels were stolen from a party and her friend (a mother) tells Carrie that kind of money is an irresponsible waste of funds.
Well, Carrie, I am right there with you, sister! I’m about to start my own gift registry and everyone can celebrate with me in my choice to love breakable and expensive digital devices more than the idea of children. Just in her small lack of respect/vibe she gave off for our lifestyle choices, I think that agent may just get an invitation too!
In the end, we messaged our liaison telling her of the incident with the children and requested to change our showing availability until after our pack out. There is just no use trying to do this all with so many items in here. And me? I am ELATED that my husband agrees that we need to wait a little longer to show. :)