Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Two weeks ago, one of the houses I blogged about on Rimpau finally sold. I've never thought to look back and see what houses sell and what don't. I've only ever been interested in open houses for the obvious voyeurism, but hearing that this place sold was rather jarring. These houses aren't open for me to walk in and enjoy, the reason they're open is to get sold. Of course I always knew that, but now going to open houses to almost no benefit of the client (other than my blogging which I'm sure made no difference) kind of feels like...the real estate equivalent of illegal music downloading? Maybe? I need to think about how I feel about this a little more.
I'm really glad this place sold. It's a great home that I made a lot of jokes about (duh), my favorite being that they ripped the backyard from a contemporary christian pop album cover. But apparently that outrageous photography worked in their favor.
A couple months back one of the homeowners commented on the post. He seemed to take it rather well. I wanted to respond; I tried writing multiple comment drafts, but they were terrible and I was terrified anyway. "I'm so glad you're so comfortable with my jokes at your expense!" is not the right way to respond. I finally found the right way to respond: I'm so glad my blog didn't negatively affect the sale of your home! Congratulations!