Don't know how many of you have heard the story of the Diggers, a bunch of folks way back in jolly olde England who tried to set up a town on somebody else's land.
There's a song written about them with the line "No Man has any Right to Buy and Sell the Earth for Private Gain".
Ah yes, real estate was a dirty game even back then.
Tomorrow our house is supposed to close. I am reminded once again why I firmly believe that the buying and selling of property is a black and evil art.
Wrinkles have emerged. Seems the new buyer doesn't understand what the term "unconditional" means. But our lawyer has assured us that yes, they have bought our house and cannot get out of it without it costing them.
Whether our lawyer is going to have to be more emphatic on this point still remains to be seen. The only thing I am enjoying about this is that the buying and selling of real estate is like swimming with sharks. This is one of the only places in life when I feel comfortable being a shark along with everybody else. I'm enjoying being very expressive with my real estate agent and lawyer about how displeased I am ...
Cue: "oh the shark has many teeth dear ...
and she shows them pearly white" (from Mac the Knife, if you don't recognize the song).
And we have at least two other prospective buyers. The problem people can go suck air.
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