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Today our realtor hosted a broker's open to get some traffic moving through the house. I came home to a warm house smelling of home-cooked chili and jalapeno cornbread along with some "constructive criticism" from the realtors who stopped by. At this point, I have to say that I'm honestly not interested in what the realtors have to say about neutralizing and staging and whatever--I just wanted people in the house hoping that someone out there has a client who actually wants to buy a home. That being said, I did follow the "suggestions" our realtor gave the last time she walked through the house, and I pulled back all the curtains and put fresh flowers out for a "pop of color," which is quickly becoming my least favorite phrase, by the way. Here's a look at the house prior to the open (note the tulips on the coffee and dining room tables):

With two growing kids and my sanity waning, the house isn't going to get in any better showing condition. We've changed the price; we've changed the kitchen; we've changed the exterior and the yard,  and still nothing. The only thing that hasn't changed in this equation is the realtor, so maybe we need to think about looking elsewhere.