Selling a house

even in a "seller's market" is proving difficult.

I admit this house does not quite fit in with the rest of the district. It is only forty-one years old. It has been cared for. It has been scrubbed and polished and dusted and then cleaned all over again. Things have been painted and some small things have been repaired. 

We had been told "of course it will sell" and "it is the sort of thing people are looking for" and "it will suit a family". I had some doubts. It would suit someone working from home, someone who needed an "office" but would that room really become bedroom four? 

I know the kitchen is not "modern" by today's standards but it is far more functional than many kitchens I saw when looking for somewhere new. The bathroom is the same, so is the ensuite in what what was the bedroom my parents used. 

There is the large workshop (could be a teenage retreat) and two smaller sheds. There is a garden if you want one... I could go on. We were not expecting a huge price but all the land agents who have viewed the place have mentioned a price we thought was reasonable and would have been willing to accept. There were seven land agents who wanted the job of selling this place and they all told us almost exactly the same price.

I could go on...and on.  

The house was put on the market by the executor company and they grudgingly agreed to the land agent of our choice. He has done a very good job. I know. I have had to make sure that the place was ultra clean, ultra tidy, ultra ready-ready for people to view it on numerous occasions. It has been very hard work for me as well as him.

And, at the closing yesterday of "expressions of interest", there has not been a single serious offer. There has been "interest" but the sort of interest where someone is hoping to grab a valuable parcel of land at below its actual value.

Middle Cat is growling at me because of the delays in getting the house ready for sale but the reality is that it could not have been done sooner. Everything had to be put on hold while we sorted out the problems caused by the Black Cat. Now we may have to rethink how things are going to be done or we might be lucky - but right now I still cannot move anywhere.