Yes, that's what I got this morning at 8.30am when our real estate turned up this morning to do a 'routine inspection'. It went something like this:
'Hi there X from X real estate, are you ready?'
'Um ready for what?'
'Your inspection, didn't you get my letter?'
Then I did a mental checklist of house:
Dressed - check
Kids dressed - check
Kitchen cleaned - check
Beds made - whoops
Carpets vacuumed - whoops
bathrooms cleaned - whoops
Oven clean? - whooops
Yards done - nope - when have we had any opportunity with all this rain?
She assures me she doesn't care about how tidy the house is but she just wants to check the condition of the house. 'mmm not getting rid of her' I think. So I let her in. She sees our girls and chirps - oh wow, twins!
I groan internally.
she continues "Oh I have twins plus one 22 months older" my mood lifts - this woman has some idea of what my life is like. She starts making comments about how clean the house is, how lovely we keep it, then compliments us on the garden... the vege garden is a huge hit.
She calls back later to confirm some repairs that need to be done and again compliments me on such an organised house given the situation.
I was embarassed, annoyed but relieved at least she was positive and I didn't have to kill myself getting the house ready for inspection.
Oh well, it wasn't a boring morning I suppose.
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