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Today I took some out-of-town buyers all over Southwest Reno. One of the ten homes we saw was a 70’s job not far from Swope Middle School. I don’t think the owner got the message that we were coming because, though very gracious, she looked like she had just rolled out of bed when we arrived.

She and her two girls stayed in the house while we looked around. Mom made herself scarce by inconspicuously working in her office, while one daughter slept and the other followed us around like a sweet little shadow… to the point where it was kind of weird.

We looked out back and saw a cat. In effort to make friendly conversation, my client said, "Oh, is that your cat?"

Sweet Little Shadow answered, "No, that’s a stray." Great, so the neighborhood is filled with feral cats.

Then Shadow volunteered this little tidbit: "We have skunks that live under the deck. The mean skunk and the nice skunk sometimes fight… then the whole house stinks." Kewl, thanks for sharing.

By the time we got to the master bedroom at the back of the house and saw the original 70’s hot tub out back, we asked Shadow, "So, does the hot tub work?"

"No," she replied. "We stopped using it about a year ago after it turned my swimsuit green." Nice.

The other thing about this house was that it was inundated with collectables. Good stuff, no doubt, but there was so
much of it you could barely see the house. Some of it I would guess is
extremely valuable, and if I were the seller, I would be concerned about theft.

Seriously, if you’re trying to sell, put your
valuables away, and get rid of the clutter. Think hotel room. Make your
home clean and generic so that the buyers can actually imagine their own
stuff in it. Especially if you’re asking top dollar.

However if you’re the buyers, and the sellers insist on hanging around while you look through their house (always a little disconcerting), seek out the children. They will tell you everything.