So, we had our home inspection this past week. I was really nervous about it for some reason, which is a little crazy since our home is all of 3 years old. What could go wrong in 3 years right? Well, in my mind - and probably in reality - a lot, so I worried because we all know that worrying will fix anything! I worried and I cleaned. Man, did I clean! Top to bottom and side to side. Inside and outside. This place sparkled. Still, I worried. I think it must be in the genes. I come from a long line of worriers. Sometimes, it seems, the women in my family look for things to worry about.
The inspection man came - 15 minutes early - and began. He got out his ladder and his computer and his other various tools and went to work. I finished putting my make up on. My realtor came with the buyer. Such a nice man. He owns a grass seed company here in the area - grass seed is huge business. I currently live in the "grass seed capitol of the world." No, really - I do. He tells me that he and his wife love Arizona. They go down there twice a year on business. He'd like to live there 6 months and here 6 months. I don't tell him that that's my husbands dream as well. I put my shoes on, grab my dog and walk down to my sister-in-law's home one door away. I should only have to spend an hour or so there. Not that it's bad to spend time there - I enjoy it, but I don't want her to feel like she has to entertain me.
Ha! 3 hours later the inspection man is starting to put his stuff away and get ready to leave! 3 hours!! Now I'm really worried. He could find a lot wrong in 3 hours. Granted my home is large - 3900 square feet, but really - 3 hours???
So as he's putting his stuff away I strike up a conversation. It goes something like this -
Me - "So, you were here a long time."
IM (Inspector Man) - "Yep. I try to do a thorough job."
Me - "Did you find a lot wrong?"
IM - "Nope. nothing."
Me - "Nothing? Really?"
IM - "Well, one thing."
Oh, here it comes - the reason I worried. I KNEW it was justified. I KNEW he'd find something!
Me - "Really. Something major?"
IM - "Nope, just the A/C filter in the family room. It's dirty and needs a good cleaning."
Me - "A filter?? Can I hurry and clean it now so you don't have to put it on the report?"
IM - "Nah - it'll give the buyer something to read. Besides, he needs to feel like he got his money's worth with the inspection." IM says with a smile and a wink.
A filter - a lousy filter stands in between me and a perfect inspection. I'm so happy it wasn't more!! I know it's because I took the time to worry about it. Yep, that's it.