Last week, I was hired to stage a house tomorrow. Yesterday, I was told it wasn't happening Wednesday. The seller wants to talk to another stager. After 12 years, this is a first.
May I share with you my plans to transform this bedroom? I am overwhelmed with mind-numbing cra-cra thoughts over this cancellation. I've invested so much time, effort and money into this project. I feel compelled to share my plans for the Master bedroom. Blogging is good therapy. Better to blog than go postal, no?
Here's the Master Bedroom picture. I liked the purple comforter. StagerLinda loves color!.
This is my living room after shopping and pulling inventory.
Time to lick my wounds and start the demo.
Yes, I had a contract. Yes, I require a deposit. No, I didn't receive a deposit. No, the contract was not signed and returned. Yes, it is my fault. Lack of a signed contract has never been a problem before. I've always worked for great sellers that were true to their verbal agreement.
As my daddy always said, "My handshake is my contract." It was a different era....