Congrats! I'm on day 100. Our house stays show-ready clean every day. I fucking hate it.
I feel you, brother. The first house we ever sold (our first house together) was on the market for 2+ years (that was back during the housing boom, so you can imagine how we felt).
We listed the thing at $155k hoping to get $145k in a neighborhood of mostly $170k-$200k houses. Fucking thing sat on the goddamn market for 2 years before our realtor at the time finally convinced me to drop the price to $139k "just to see what happens." Sure enough, in the first weekend, we had two bidders who drove the price up to $148k and boy did I feel like a fucking moron. Got $3k more than I initially wanted, but pissed away two more years of mortgage payments. Damn, was I angry.
The second house we sold (last year in Houston), we wised up to the way it works. We had a $550k house that we "wanted" to sell for $575k but really would rather just get the $540k we owed on it so we could get the fuck out of Dodge and move to NYC without a mortgage payment. Listed it at $539k and sold it for $551k within 4 days (in the worst housing market ever). No muss, no fuss.
The stress of selling a house is never worth it to me. I'd rather just price it ridiculously low, hold 2 open houses, and let the bidders correct the price for me. I sell it in a week, I don't waste all the time, and I figure whatever money I didn't make on the sale, I saved in months upon months of paying a mortgage on an empty house.
I'll never own residential property again.
