The most interesting part of the process took place Monday and Tuesday when the stager came over with a pick-up load of decorative items and transformed our house into . . . someone else's house! When I came home Tuesday night, I discovered that we are the kind of family that keeps our fancy vinegars in a basket full of fake greenery on our kitchen cabinet. We have not one but two open cookbooks in our kitchen (because you know, we are so culinary). I learned that we are the kind of people who read really impressive looking books and leave them lying open on random surfaces, next to candles and fluffy pillows. Apparently, we are people who tie our bath towels with ribbons and somehow live without bath mats or trash cans or most of our furniture. Oh, and we leave the table set all the time with plates, bowls and little balls made of twigs.
Anyway, I'll do it for awhile because of this: