Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Nightmare! I put my house on the market several years ago. I gave the agent instructions that no showings would be possible until a certain date to give me time to relocate my dog (a Lab) to my fiancé's house several hours away. One Saturday morning my dog and I went for a run in the rain. When we got back to the house I gave him a bath in my tub and then got in to take a shower. Doorbell rings. Dog is running through the house wiping his stinky wet dog body on everything, and I'm naked in the shower with the door open. I turn off the water and hear voices entering the house. I yell that it's not a good time, and they leave, but only after the agent asks 10 questions about when they can come back. Another time I cleared out of the house before a scheduled showing. The last thing I did before leaving was put a small amount of dirty laundry in the washer. Upon my return I found that I had dropped a pair of underwear on the stairway landing, in the middle of the landing- not discretely balled up in a dark corner. I think I cried when I found it. Those people probably thought I was some kind of pervert, which didn't help my chances of selling quickly.
Why would you put your house on the market and have it accessible to agents when you're not ready to show it?
OP, you should have a bag ready to go with little toys, books, etc. that you can grab and take your daughter to Starbucks or something when people show up to look at the place.
Anonymous wrote:Landlords do this all the time. Landlords just view tenants as an inconvenient ATM. They want their money but hate dealing with the humans that actually pays them. In my many years as a renter, I have had one landlord who has just been awesome. I always made sure the house looked awesome when he showed it. My other landlords I would warn potential renters about!!
Anonymous wrote:Nightmare! I put my house on the market several years ago. I gave the agent instructions that no showings would be possible until a certain date to give me time to relocate my dog (a Lab) to my fiancé's house several hours away. One Saturday morning my dog and I went for a run in the rain. When we got back to the house I gave him a bath in my tub and then got in to take a shower. Doorbell rings. Dog is running through the house wiping his stinky wet dog body on everything, and I'm naked in the shower with the door open. I turn off the water and hear voices entering the house. I yell that it's not a good time, and they leave, but only after the agent asks 10 questions about when they can come back. Another time I cleared out of the house before a scheduled showing. The last thing I did before leaving was put a small amount of dirty laundry in the washer. Upon my return I found that I had dropped a pair of underwear on the stairway landing, in the middle of the landing- not discretely balled up in a dark corner. I think I cried when I found it. Those people probably thought I was some kind of pervert, which didn't help my chances of selling quickly.