OMG. Pix and ND, what a trial. Wanting something so much and having underhanded jerks take advantage of the system. How awful. I'm so sorry.
Man, if I was that seller...I understand not wanting to have everything tied up in court, but I would have some things to say to that agent. Along with getting his license revoked.
Seriously!
beekaytee, ack! Is the reason on the notice something along the lines of him changing the property's use? What's the date he's given you?
Amy, he's saying 'for personal use' which seems highly unlikely, given that he has a big house in Chevy Chase. I am meeting a realtor/friend tomorrow to talk about the market options because he actually has to offer me first right of refusal. Also, I can sell my tenant's rights though I don't know what that entails.
I am 100% certain that he did not discuss any of this with the agency that issued the notice, so my lawyers will be on it.
Frankly, if I could sell my rights for enough to find the right place, I'll suck it up and go.
He noted the out date as New Year's Eve, which is the anniversary of my moving in. Classy, as always.
Thanks for the good thoughts, everyone. I am grateful for all prayers/wishes/ideas. This is going to be a big deal.
Of course, I'm smack dab in the middle of hypnosis school, so am going to be struggling to stay focused. Funny enough, this is the one discipline that will be of most use in this regard.
I already have almost all of the 50 hours of practice booked that I need for certification. Once I can actually charge, it will be an enormous help. Right now, I have NO money for moving OR lawyers!
I am so sorry for your loss, Sophia. And blessings on all who love your uncle.
I'm very sorry for your loss, Sophia. Peace and strength to you and your family.
I'm sorry for your loss, Sophia.
Hugs and peace, Sophia. I'm so sorry. And all kinds of ~ma for your family.
I'm so sorry, Sophia. Lots of ~ma to your family.
Not stupid, Pix. "Everything happens for a reason" responses make me want to do violence. That must be terrible to have such a good home dangled in front of you and snatched away.
Sophia, I'm so sorry for your loss.
"Everything happens for a reason" responses make me want to do violence.
I have been known to laugh bitterly at people who said that to me in the past. Or, IIRC right after my Mom passed away, I burst into tears at them. EDIT: Not that it was a deliberate, conscious reaction, but it certainly shut those people up.
So sorry for your loss, Sophia. Keeping your family in my thoughts
Yeah, I get that it's meant well, but sometimes things just happen, and those things suck. We need to be okay with just letting them suck and letting ourselves go through that grieving process.
The reason this was a particularly difficult person to hear it from is that she a former high school classmate (and former roommate, actually) who is a real estate agent...in southeastern Connecticut. I've looked: I could get a huge house for $300K less than a mile from the ocean where she works. So when she talks about how her clients often fall in love with a house and then find something even better, she really isn't living in our reality where there has been exactly one house that fit our needs in our price range in a 30 mile radius since we started looking. One. And it got stolen from us by an unscrupulous agent (who has earned honorary Tino status). And no, it isn't likely we will find something else that good.
For those not on my FB feed, I think this sums up the market nicely:
A house in the area we are looking for $600K: See what I found on #Zillow!
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I have to laugh at that one. Because you just have to.
ETA: None of this is about her, to be clear. She's a good person and is trying to be comforting. It's just hard to hear.
PS I love this place. Thank you for listening and being empathetic and smiting those who hurt One of Us. In that spirit, the Empress texted me a particularly wonderful smiting of Tino the Agent earlier, which I feel you would all enjoy:
May he always have that itchy, achy, unreachable feeling you get in the soles of your feet when you're really high up in the air and afraid of falling.
In his balls.
Forever.