Would you like to rent this house??Moving is one of those things that sounds great in the abstract. Once you get elbow-deep in the details, it gets less appealing. Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm enormously excited for the new house; the basement is almost done and it's going to be fabulous. It's the packing, and the decision making, and the sheer amount of work that needs to be done that's getting to me.
One of the tasks was to find renters for our current home. Fortunately, finding people to look at the house wasn't the hard part. Lots of people want to rent right now, so we had an overwhelming response to our ad. But that, of course, meant that I had to show the house to a whole lot of people while trying to keep it clean and pack AND have four children. Occasionally, some things fell through the cracks. Literally....but to be more accurate, the things only fell through ONE crack...
A family was coming to take a look the other night. I made sure the dishes were done and the floor was vacuumed upstairs. I think I even took out the trash and dusted. The place was gorgeous!! I did not, however, check the downstairs. That was the fatal mistake. As I showed the prospective renters through the house, we came to the playroom. The few scattered toys weren't that big of a deal. Then I showed them the downstairs bathroom.
I opened the door and saw poop. Smeared all over the toilet, on the floor, and even a little on the walls. Stinky, fresh, oozy poo all over the place.
The family did NOT come back for a second look, and I get another notch in my belt of most embarrassing parenting moments. Oh, the joys of a three year old boy with loose bowels!!!!