O-kay, first of all, that open house we had last Saturday? Not one person showed up. Nope, not one. Granted it was in the 90's, but I figure if you need to buy a house, rain nor wind nor snow should stop anyone from looking. That's three weeks now that no has even seen our house.
Then sometime last week I got a call from some real estate agent asking me about our house. She asked how much commission we're offering to the buyer's agent. 2 1/2 % I told her. She then tells me that no agent is going to bother showing our house at 2 1/2% commission when the market is flooded with houses right now and other people are offering 3% and higher. So even if our house is the perfect match for their client, the greedy bastards won't show our house to them because they want a higher commission. And while I appreciate her honesty, it just solidifies my opinion of real estate agents being as bad as used car sales men. So Vince and I have discussed it and we're going to raise the commission we're offering to the buyer's agent. Another 1/2% will cost us about $3K, that's about one months living expenses to stay here, so if it helps sell the house and get people in the door it will be worth it. It's just the principle of it all.
Also last week, at my OB appointment, my doctor told me I'm to the stage now where I need to start scheduling my appointments for every two weeks. What? Every two weeks already? Yikes! We better get this house sold and get my butt up to Montana before I really do go into labor here.