Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more. *
Not quite, it seems
How can something that was planned to bring happiness to our lives, turned into such a trying and stressful event. I am writing of our house move. Yes, the house is unconditional and we settle on the 22nd. House sold.
The buyers we hoped for turned out to be the Buyers from Hell, and if it weren’t for our adherence to our belief that two wrongs don’t make a right, then there was more than a moment or six when we would have walked away from the sale. In the end, I can only hope that The Big Whatever has a stick list and adds them to it; or at least that Karma bites them on the bum! Any goodwill that might have gone along with the sale has totally evaporated too.They had originally asked for us to tell them how to work the water pumps on the tanks and we would have, but not now.
If the house had a consciousness, I would be apologising profusely for abandoning it to occupiers who are morally bankrupt, but once again all we can do is never give it a second thought. We have sold several houses before, some with real problems, but we have never, ever, experienced behaviour as we have this time.
I just keep telling myself that a little in over three weeks we will be resettled in our new home, and this will all be a horrible nightmare. Never again, never, ever, again.
*excerpt from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe.
Glad it worked out. It is the flat market that allows such buyers to be so arrogant. Those that think themselves clever by taking others down usually get their comeuppance – “Wait by the river side long enough and the bodies of your enemies will float by” Then, if you lived in Confucian China, you would need to say something like this for consolation! Ratty.
There’s NOTHING like moving to make you never want to move EVER AGAIN.
Well, I’m glad it sold.
You know, there’s a joke about a divorcing couple – the man gets the house and demands that his ex-wife leave everything as is (including drapes that she made) because his new wife likes them … she leaves the drapes and the custom made rods they are hanging on, but first inserts shrimp (prawns?) into them … later the man and his new wife end up spending lots of money trying to rid the house of an odd odor, and end up selling the house back to the ex-wife for half of what it was worth … she promptly threw the curtain rods away and lived happily ever after.
I stayed in a hotel room in Vegas like that. Never did figure out where the fish smell was coming from but I believe a previous guest did something evil like that.
That’s the story I had in mind in my comment from an earlier post!
Eventually this will just be a bad memory and you can sit in your wonderful new home and pity the sad souls that create worries for themselves. Eventually.
They have to live with each other, all the time.
You have already won.
New house beckons.
oh, poor house. poor fd. but at least it’s done & over now.
Ugh! Sorry you had to deal with arses FD!
Stay calm ! You will be happy in your new home in no time! : )
I am glad the sale is going through for you….. but sorry you have had to deal with all their baggage. We both know Karma is going to give them shit down the line. If not from the trees then with the water heaters. I vote for the prawns in curtain rods too.
Tea solves everything