Like many of you, I awoke this morning to the news of the attacks in London. Geez, when's it gonna end? My less optimistic side says it's just going to go on and on until something really bad happens. Ugh. OK, time to lighten up and go back to my mundane and pedantic dribblings on the difficulties of, egad, selling a house in norther Virginia (things like the news help me to keep any "problems" I may have well in perspective).

The new carpeting and painting is done, and the house listed on MLS tonight. My realtor expects people to be swinging by tomorrow and all week-end. The place is empty, and a bright white-- paint and carpeting. White makes the place look bigger and gives it a "clean" feel. Also, and this is weird, but my realtor said to go get some "Hawaiian Breeze" scented stuff and put it in the house. Well, she has been right about everything else so far, so I went to the store and lo and behond there is such an animal. I got some kind of auto-puffer and according to her, the stuff has a sort of pleasing and positive affect on people's minds, making them want to return, thereby speeding up the sale. So there it sits, puffing away in solitude all night. I must admit, it is sure to beat the freshly-painted and -carpeted smell, as nice as that is in its own way.

So it has come to this. Subversive olfactory-oriented, non-conventional means of persuasion. Isn't there something in the Geneva Convention against this sort of thing? =)

Anyway, between that and the advice she gave me regarding putting the brightest kinds of lights I can find in the place, I hope to have this sucker sold soon.