"I'm goin' home..."

The boys share an interesting moment in the exersaucer (don't even know if this can be spelled correctly)

So, it's day 2 with the 'stagers'. I'm going to stop putting it into quotes and just say stagers. First, our real estate agent recommended them (have I even mentioned we've bought a new house?). The company is called "dekora" and they are interior designers/home stagers. The idea is that they make our house show home beautiful. Yes, I know what you're thinking, "but isn't your house already that beautiful?" ha. ha. Turns out, no. And we have a lot of crap (for lack of a better word). Seems that stagers are basically just people who come over and tell you how much crap you have - whisper and complain a bit among themselves - and then are fakey-nice while they tell you how your house should look.

They aren't that bad, really, but I mostly love the movers (young guys making an easy buck) who come over to cart our things out into this rented storage unit called a 'pod'. The pods (we needed 2) are delivered by a big truck, filled to the rim, and then taken away for storage.

Once everything is placed into the 2 pods (that should end today), professional (we'll see) cleaners come in to detail our house. That should take 3 hours. The stagers will be working around the cleaners to finish up.

Tomorrow, the 'staging' furniture (read: things much better than my own, organized by a professional decorator) will arrive and be placed in mathmatically correct places to ensure the speedy selling of my now completely depersonalized home. Don't even get me started on how many comments I have gotten over our 'religious art.' I get it, I like Marys and Crosses...and I don't mind taking them down because the buyers might be Jewish - stop telling me already!

Also, tomorrow, will see the arrival of the 'dry carpet cleaner.' I can't wait to see how he gets the children-sized stains out of our carpets. Pictures are on Thursday (for the feature sheets) and Friday (I'm assuming) our 'hollywood' Grady house goes on sale.

I promise pictures of the finished house on Friday as well. I do believe it will be beautiful and I do believe it will help sell our house. I just feel a bit judged and intruded upon by the entire process (except by those movers and the pod guys). This must be how the people on the tv show 'the Biggest Loser' feel, like their lives were fine before but that nobody wanted to buy what they were offering without some cleaning out of crap. I'm on a furniture/tchotchky - try spelling that! - diet.

pictures and update tomorrow.
Feel free to comment! I turned them back on for this process.