Daffodil rescue

Hi,
I think I have hit an all-time crazy. It is 3:00am and I can't sleep but it's not really a good excuse for what I just did.

Our home is for sale, it hit the market yesterday at 5:00pm and by 5:30 we had three phone calls making viewing appointments for today. I suppose that is a very good sign that there are buyers out there interested in the property. I should be excited but I am mostly filled with dread. I truly dislike showing our house. It is part of the process but it creeps me out having strangers peer into our lives and judge it, and they do. Do they like your taste in decorating? Do they approve of the books on your shelves? Have you enough toilet paper left on the roll in the bathroom? Yes, this makes me loose my mind.

In my hyper-nutty state all I could think about was "where can I get more daffodils?" I know this makes absolutely no sense and people have been committed to institutions for less, but the thought would not go away.... So I dealt with it and at 3:00am I was out roaming the neighbourhood. Why do I need more daffodils at 3:00am? Good question. For decor of course. In order to win the hearts, minds and payout of potential home buyers I pull out every stop I can think of. All is fair in love, war,  and real estate market.

The house is cleaned and staged to within an inch of its life. My poor husband is badgered to death about where his shoes should not be, mainly anywhere within sight. If I could make the garden grow any faster I would but they took away my Mother Nature wand since that last tsunami. Am I obsessed with this? You betcha! I know home buyers do not think with any part of their brains, it is all emotional. They forget that they are not getting the furniture, rugs and art work. That paint can be covered to any shade they really would prefer. I do not plan to stay behind and keep this place spotless for them..... But I give the impression I might.

Back to the daffodils.... Fresh flowers are a necessary part of the evil plan to sway home buyers. Unfortunately I used up most of what was in our garden for the photo shoot the other day and they were past their prime. The good news is there were more out there, the bad news is they weren't in our yard. I went and borrowed some that were growing by the side of the road. Daffodils do grow all over the place around here. This particular patch is not really on anyones property. I only took about a dozen, leaving the other three dozen to grace the ground. No one caught me, I wore my best daffodil stealing black outfit. I know I will go to hell for this but desperation leads men down dangerous paths and me into flower beds that aren't necessarily my own. I will pray for forgiveness and a return to sanity.... Later.

Right now I have to bake muffins to fill the house with that yummy smell that will convince these buyers to sign the cheque, today, before the daffodils start to wilt.

M