April had to work, so the girls and I were on our own. We hadn't gotten a call for a showing or anything, but I felt like something might happen, so we cleaned hard all morning. They did the basement and Lo's room and took out the recycling while I did the kitchen and bathrooms and our room. We all worked for nearly 3 hours solid, and everything looked great, but no call came.
Around 4, April was at a birthday party with the girls and I was just lying down for a nap, when there was a knock at the door. It was a realtor and his client. He seemed kind of annoyed and wanted to know why it took so long for me to come to the door and why the dog and I were in the house. It turned out he was there for a showing they had scheduled at out neighbors' place. I gave them directions and invited them to have a look at ours when they were done.
I ran round re-tidying after ourselves from the day and left the house. They did come see the house which was great, but as I did my usual walk-around after a showing to see what they've moved or changed, I discovered what I had missed in my re-tidying: a little-girl poop in the toilet in the main floor bathroom. Seat cover up and everything.
Well, at least we won't be holding our breath for feedback on this one...