Friends and family who live far away are often asking me to send photos of our place, and I always stall them out or change the subject because a) I’m not a great photographer, and b) 90% of the time our house is a mess, and when it’s not, I rarely think to take pictures. I can deal with clutter and crumbs… if you’ve got The Selby shooting it.
Insecure pre-amble aside, I’ve just got to stop being so precious about the whole thing. When we saw our house-to-be for the first time about a year and a half ago, the room that would be Theo’s looked like this (cue ‘before’ shot):
Note that clearly people don’t really ‘stage’ their houses for sale up here (at least not people selling houses in our price bracket…). The room felt really dark, the walls were a sad beige and the old cheap carpeting smelled like cat pee. Oh and looking at this photo, I completely forgot that all the window and door trim and the baseboards used to be unfinished pine. Mmm.