It’s been a chaotic few weeks. I thought they were over, but it looks like the fun is still going on. I had been slowly trying to get the house ready to sell. Packing up stuff I didn’t need immediately and putting it in storage. Packing up more stuff and hauling it off to Goodwill. I had even taken some of the furniture and even my main computer out to storage to try to get ready for staging and photos to be taken. We weren’t on the market, but my Realtor had a “coming soon” sign in the front yard, and an investor called her. I agreed to let them look at the place even though I still had stuff scattered everywhere. They liked it enough to put in an offer. It was below what we were hoping to get, so my Realtor told me we were ignoring it. Then, she called me back a few hours later and said, “I did some math; call me.” They were asking for no commission or closing costs on their side. They wouldn’t ask for any repairs or upgrades (and a few things needed repairing and/or upgrading). If we had a full-price offer, with a commission on both sides and $10k in closing costs/repairs (which would be reasonable), we would make… …an additional $450. At the time, we thought it wasn’t worth turning down the offer for an additional $450. So we went ahead. That was the 16th of November. We scheduled closing