Are you OCD?

Viewing homes all the time gets my OCD boiling.  It's one part of my job I have a love/hate relationship with.  I love it because I get to see the look on people's faces when they walk through the door while viewing current homes for sale.  I usually know instantly if whether my clients may be calling it their new home or not.  Their body language and emotions are raging!  Knowing that I am part of that makes me giddy. However, the part that I hate is scrolling and/or physically looking through a home and my heart aches because I know it's not sold or will not sell at the current market value because of the shape its in or the color they chose.  My heart aches for that homeowner because A - they probably know that but, they don't have the skills or money to fix it or B - they may have another professional who never took the time to tell them they needed to change it.  Staging is huge with me so I can help you showcase what really matters to the eye at the time of a on

Let's face it, having a teenager is hard!  When I think back at the toddler years, there's nothing that I wouldn't take back.  The moment school started this year was the moment I knew this year would be tough.  Tougher than the tantrums in Wal-Mart.  Tougher than cleaning up puke off the floor or poop head to toe.  Tougher than sleepless crying baby nights.  My baby boy will be out of the house in approximately 6 months and there's nothing this mamma can do to stop it!  It's not only an empty feeling but, an emotional feeling of excitement because I know he will stride in whatever he does. Last week was one of my son's final countdowns.  Final because this will be one of the times where he will no longer play on the football field with his high school teammates. Final because it's closer to him being gone.  For as emotional as I thought I'd be, I actually enjoyed putting together some of the things for his Senior Night.  Probably because I am way prou