September. Sunshine. Selling time!
The petite, muddy handprints of raccoons splayed over the outdoor cushions, reminding me there must have been quite a (wildlife) party last night.
It’s serious business out in the real estate wilderness.
Let’s play “Can you find all 43 cats in the house?”
Did anyone spell dirty words on the stager’s Scrabble board?
“What we are doing here is so important, we better not take it too seriously.”
Explicitly request the truth you don’t want to hear.