We had a pre-scheduled showing this weekend for our house. I know not to get my hopes up for these, but I feel like each showing is important because it could be the one. Unfortunately more times than not it isn't the one. We had the house top notch clean. We even put out fresh flowers. The people didn't take the info sheet for our home so we had a feeling that it was a bust. We're a bit discouraged at this point.
I was hoping that Sunday would be a relaxing day after all the busy cleaning we did on Saturday morning. But instead this was my view early Sunday morning.
Saturday night as I put the kids to bed I noticed my arm was itching a bit. Upon closer inspection I saw it had a little rash on it. I put on long sleeves and went to bed. When I got up yesterday morning, the rash had spread--both arms, my face, abdomen, back, and starting on my legs. I went into urgent care. They didn't tell me what it was, but they did give me some drugs.
Hopefully my rash continues to go away and no one else breaks out with it. I feel like I need another weekend. Maybe next weekend will be a bit more relaxing, and maybe next weekend "the one" will come look at my house too. I am full of optimism.