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It’s still my house!

For the first time ever, I have experienced selling a home. It’s a stressful time for anyone, constantly making sure your house is in perfect shape at any time of the day just so someone who might stop by while you’re at work sees the place in tip top condition.

But the disturbing side of this is the things people think you sign up for just because you’ve put your home on the market. Let me reiterate here that I said put your HOME on the market.  Not your life, your things or yourself.  If by writing my post I stop even one person from doing one of these invasive things, my duty will be done.

I implore you… if you are looking into buying a house, please either keep these things in mind or plain and simple, do NOT do these things.

  1.  You are in what is still MY home.   Yes, this may be your home in the future if we come to an agreement, but until such time, this is my house and you don’t have free reign to touch whatever you want.
  2. I understand that if you want to buy my home you want to look in closets for sizing and shelving and to see how I’ve arranged things. This does not however constitute a right to begin touching my clothes, moving my things around or removing them from said closets unless you choose to put them back where you found them.   My clothes and personal affects do not come with the house.   Just so you know, I plan to take those with me, we’re not even sure they fit you.
  3. If you wish to see my home, there is a phone number on a lovely sign out front. Otherwise, you would not have known my home was even for sale. There is no need to look in my windows while I try to enjoy my remaining time in the home. I live in a house, not a fishbowl. Unless you plan to drop me a pizza and watch me eat it from that window, I suggest you get off my property.
  4. My dressers also do not come with the house. I’m not sure why you would want to see my underwear, but they really don’t do anything to enhance the view of the room so how about you leave my panties to me.
  5. Yes, you did come in the day time to view my house and I’m sure you’d really like to know what the lighting is like in the evening. However, when I left my house my blinds and curtains were open and my sofa was not where it is now. I liked my sofa in that corner. If you buy the place, no one said you had to put yours in that exact place, but how about you use your imagination to decide what you want to do instead of touching my stuff? And if that doesn’t work for you, maybe you could put it back when you’re done?
  6. Oh, you didn’t like the blinds I put up there? That’s fantastic, I appreciate that you left them on the table for me to put back.  No problem. I do it every day.
  7. Hey, are you going to pay my hydro bill? I know the corner of that room was a little dark and you want to thoroughly inspect the place, but maybe you could turn the light out when you’re done?  It is broad daylight out and the cat really doesn’t need the extra light once you’re gone. I assure you she knows the house quite well and can navigate that room fine with the light coming in from the window that now doesn’t have any blinds on it.

 

I am a very private person and this has been very trying at the best of times. The last thing I feel anyone should do to someone selling their home is make them feel violated.  Let’s face it, not all homes are on the market completely at the will of the seller.  Sometimes people are forced into a sale and really don’t want to go through this.

You are in someone else’s home until the point in which you buy it and move in. How about you show some respect for their life, their belongings and their privacy until that house is officially yours.

#sellingahouse #nightmareonmystreet


Museful Monday

I’ve been over at Sandra Sookoo’s blog talking about the seasons that most inspire my writing. Have a read and enjoy your Monday!

http://sandrasookoo.wordpress.com/2014/07/14/museful-monday-the-season-to-write-by-robyn-seitz/

Robyn


Dear Veteran/Soldier…

For my Museful Monday post on Sandra’s blog, I wrote a note to Veterans and soldiers alike for Remembrance Day. Please have a read:

http://sandrasookoo.wordpress.com/

Lest we forget.

Robyn


Don’t you have to do what I say?

Join me over at author Sandra Sookoo’s blog for my Museful Monday post. Today, I wrote about how it feels when a character comes to life all on their own.

http://sandrasookoo.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=12734&action=edit&message=6&postpost=v2

Happy Monday!

Robyn


Beastly Birthday Blog Hop

I learned a great deal about how people view love and what they would look for in a person. I know I could love a beast. For instance, I’ve been watching Once Upon a Time from the start of the show and completely understand how Belle fell in love with Rumpelstilskin. True beauty comes from the heart.

Thanks to everyone who commented on my blog for the Beastly Birthday Blog Hop. I have been at a trade show since I first posted and haven’t been able to do the draw. I will do that tonight and announce my winner!

Have a great day!

Robyn

UPDATE: Sebella Blue was selected as the winner of The Oathbreaker’s Son. Thanks for the comments everyone!


Welcome to the Beastly Birthday Blog Hop

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In honour of the first birthday of Kerrianne Coombes’ novel Beauty and the Beast Demon Tales, I am participating in the Beastly Birthday Blog Hop. Kerrianne is giving away some great prizes, including a beautiful necklace. If you would like to visit the other participating author’s pages, visit Kerrianne’s blog. http://kerriannecoombes.wordpress.com/2013/04/24/the-beastly-birthday-blog-hop/

On Monday, for one lucky commenter, I’ll be giving away a PDF copy of my novel The Oathbreaker’s Son.

Zoe found beauty in the ghostly being in her home despite having a hundred reasons to run for her life. Charles made her feel special, important. The only other man who had ever made her feel so loved was Mike. Conflicted between a man who could wrap warm arms around her and a dead man desperate to show her how special she really is, Zoe must get to the bottom of the real story behind the happenings in her house over a century ago. Only then will she unlock the truth about the woman and child in her mirrors and about herself.
The Oathbreaker's Son

Do you believe you could ever love a beast? Could you risk loving someone with extraordinary powers that could bring you to your knees?
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Have fun!

Robyn


Hump Day Hook

It’s Wednesday! Time for another Hump Day Hook. Today, a group of authors post a paragraph from either a WIP or a published novel. For a list of participating authors, please visit

http://humpdayhook.blogspot.co.uk/2013/04/sign-up-for-hump-day-hook-april-17th-x.html

I’ve only participated once with my recently completed Sci-Fi. Here is my Hump Day Hook for today, an excerpt from my novel The Oathbreaker’s Son available on Amazon.com or at http://www.sweetcravingspublishing.com.

 

“Zoe, it’s Mike.” The words spilled out urgently. “Maria told me about what you found at the library. I had that article and I was afraid to show it to you.”

“Why?”

“There is a lot to explain. I shouldn’t do it over the phone.

“I can’t meet you right now.”

“Zoe listen to me carefully,” Mike emphasized. “You are the only one that has ever seen him. No one else has.”

“I don’t understand—”

“And he’s listening, so I can’t explain this to you now. You have to get out of that house. Please!”

Suddenly Charles charged through the wall in a gust of wind, picking Zoe up off of her feet and slamming her to the floor. Her cell phone flew out of her hand, crashing into the corner, splintering into a mess of plastic and glass.

Charles hovered over her. “He is trying to make you hate me the way Emma does.”

With her breath stripped from her lungs, she argued through quick gasps for air. “No…he doesn’t…understand.”

He leaned over her. “You are the one Miss Zoe Striking. I need you to help me free my son from the evil.” He spoke softly, but his demeanor was far from gentle.

Zoe lay shivering underneath him yet oddly, she felt sorry for him. Her conscious mind screamed at her to run, but he had claimed an important piece of her heart, anchoring her to the spot. She felt herself melting in his cold and icy embrace. She lay quietly on the floor under the cold mist of a century old ghost, until she fell asleep.

 

Enjoy your Wednesday and I hope you enjoyed my Hump Day Hook!

Robyn