After tentatively sharing the good news last week, I can finally confirm that the townhouse is SOLD! It took longer than expected and we hit a few snags along the way, but we are finally able to move on – and move into the lakehouse. We abandoned dozens of projects mid-task there, and won’t even be able to unpack until we at least tackle a few, but right now all I can think about is how great it feels to no longer be in limbo (or have to clean for showings!).
The new owners take possession in January and I promise to share the whole story then, including what we learned and what we would do differently. For now I don’t want to jinx what still seems unreal. I will tell you that we ended up re-listing with a different agent, and it was a totally different experience. One commonality was that both hired professional photographers. Even though I was adamant about this, it was very unnerving to see the townhouse through the eyes of someone else. The real estate photos don’t feel like my home. Between the decluttering, bedroom re-arranging and the use of flash and overhead lighting (which I only turn on under duress because I’m all about mood lighting), the space feels . . . different. The wide angle lens certainly helps to better capture our teeny abode, so I thought I’d share all of the listing photos with you.
First up: never-before-seen photos of the outside of our home. Hubby asked me not to include photos of the exterior in the house tour until we sold, so it feels like a major milestone to be able to share these. Years ago a designer was hired by the condo board to design a colour scheme for our neighborhood. Luckily I liked the blue-grey with the brick and Hubby loved the orange door, but I’m really looking forward to painting the exterior of the lakehouse, just because I can.
I’m not much of a gardener, though I did plant the little bush and the Lily of the Valley flowers by our front door. Finding mulch that matched our orange door made me unreasonably happy. Sadly, when we re-listed in the fall things were less green, but a poinsettia cheered things up (I killed the other plant – I’m not lying when I say I’m not much of a gardener).
In our backyard we did so little that the condo finally sent us a letter demanding we tidy up. The shrubbery touched the fence. Le sigh. The second photo shows the changes, which look more naked to me, exacerbated by the lack of leaves.
The second photographer captured the lovely green space behind our house (no backyard neighbours!):
Here are the interior photos from our first listing:
Here are the interior photos from the second photographer:
|Ignore the curtains. It traumatized me that the photographer pushed them messily out of the way.|
|See?!? My curtain pushing job on the dining room window, his on the patio doors. Why does this bother me so?|
I’m a little sad to say good-bye to the townhouse. This was our first home and we spent a lot of our time working together on projects (you can see the before and afters, including a few befores I recently added, in the townhouse tour). I’ve grown tired of some of my design choices though, because they weren’t all made for us in the first place. So, although I’m a little blue, I’m mostly tickled pink to start fresh and to see a different young couple call this home their first!