When we chose a real estate agent, we went with a local firm. I always like to support local businesses when I can, and we figured they'd be experts on selling in our area.
Unfortunately, after half a year and only three showings, it looks like that approach is flawed. Oh I know, the market is not good. But ads in our small town paper are not cutting it. I've always imagined our buyer coming from somewhere else anyway.
We've gotten nothing but positive feedback from the people who have come through. We even thought we might get an offer from two of them. We've done everything we can think of as the owners, we should be priced fairly, and we really believe that all it should take to sell this place is getting more people through that front door.
So I spent a lot of time digging, and found an agent who advertises over a much broader area, and through many more channels. Her testimonials include a number of people who had no luck with other agents. She regularly sells in our area, and even lives in the next town over. She's good at staging, and has better-than-average photos on her listings. When I talked to her, I heard the right words and got the right feeling. Good agents are worth their weight in gold, and are surprisingly hard to find.
We'll see how it goes. We love so many things about this place, but once you've decide to move on, it's hard to un-imagine your plans. When we moved here, we had 2 1/2-year-old twins and no idea how to do any of the things we wanted to do.
Now, the twins are seven we added Owen (who is two already!). We've learned what we're good at and what we're not. We have a much better idea of which of our dreams are most feasible. We have seen what it takes to raise our particular family.
So... nothing big to report. But we're not giving up yet.
Meanwhile, back to the garden. I hope if somebody does buy this place, they're the kind of people who will appreciate what we've put into it.