My wife and I are preparing the house we’re selling for buyers and an open house in a month or so.
We fell in love with the house almost immediately. It’s on a beautiful piece of ground in a nice part of our town. It’s big but 100 years old, with personality. It has four fireplaces. And when you walk in the front door, the staircase knocks your socks off.
That was all true back in 2000 when we bought the place, but even so, it was a terrible mess. The kitchen was a tiny, ill-proportioned wreck from the 80s. The bathrooms were ugly and barely working. The paint was beat up. And it needed a new roof, new plumbing, and various other upgrades to be workable.
We put our mark on it. The systems, the kitchens, and the bathrooms are up to date. We invested a lot in things you can see and some important things you can’t. We painted it in bold colors, landscaped it, and, with our children, lived the hell out of those 21 years.
Now they are telling us to paint it neutral colors, get rid of half the furniture, and remove the personal touches. Just leave a few of our thousands of books on the bookcases. People need to be able to imagine themselves in the home, they tell us. So take away anything that might interfere with people imagining their own ideas and tastes as they live in the house.
Somebody is going to pay a lot of money for this house. And I have one question.
If you have enough resources to buy a house like this, shouldn’t you have enough imagination to see what it could be? Do we really have to neuter it for you?
Just wondering . . .