I'm watching Love It Or List It as we speak and I feel SO sorry for Hilary that I want to reach through the television and smack homeowner Sherry right upside her crusty head!
Doesn't she know she sounds like a shrill seagull? Yapping and complaining about everything! Gawd! If I was her husband Charles I'd kick her bony butt right out.
I'm addicted to this TV show, I have to say. If you've never seen it, there are two stars: designer Hilary Farr and real estate expert David Visentin. They work with frustrated homeowners who are no longer in love with their houses. Hilary renovates, hoping the owners will love their house again. David shows them other properties, hoping they'll list and move.
I love David, I do. He's one of the most charming guys on TV, but his job is so easy! All he has to do is show houses. Hilary, on the other hand, has the daunting job of renovating and it's always more complicated than it first seems as she deals with hidden problems like leaky basements, asbestos, bad wiring and even rodent infestation. As her contractors uncover the hidden problems, Hilary has to go to the homeowners and either get more money for them or cut back on the scope of the renovation. Invariably, the homeowners refuse to hand over more cash.
Which, as far as I'm concerned, is ridiculous! Hilary does amazing work. If I had her working on MY house, I would beg, borrow or steal the extra money so she could do everything that needed doing. I mean, how often do you have a professional designer in your house? Give her the money! Get it done! Pffft... people drive me crazy.
Hilary, you can come make my house beautiful. I promise I won't yell at you. I promise I'll "love it." I'll bake you cookies (cause you're a little on the skinny side), I'll rub your tired tootsies and I'll kiss the ground you walk on.
And if you need somebody to take a round out of Mizz Sherry, well, just ask! I'll "list" her right into next week!