That Cursed Property

Not my actual property, but it sure is pretty
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Note: I know that Wednesday’s I usually discuss books, but this week I’m switching it up a bit. But my books still need to be freed from their boxes 😁.

Those who have been playing the home version of this game remember the drama that went into selling my home and the 58 acres that went with it. Initially the owners wanted to lease the other hundred acres but after all of the shenanigans that went down, that option was nixed in the end. So, the acreage went up for sale again at the original price.

Two people were very interested from the outset. The first one was really pushy about an answer on her bid that was well under asking. On top of that she was difficult for my lovely Jeanene to get a hold of, and she seemed to labor under some delusion that because she really wanted it, she deserved it at her price. As Ariana Grande said, “Thank you, next” (yes I quoted Ms. Grande – it seemed fitting 🤷🏼‍♀️).

So along came suitor number two. He had been very interested in the property from the outset but dragged his feet and the house buyers placed a lease on the property. Now that it was back on the market, he was back in and came out to “stomp the land” as they say. He also made a low-ball offer. Unfortunately, because I worded my text incorrectly to Jeanene (totally my fault) I sort of completely rejected his offer instead of coming back with a full price counter – oops 😬. After some back and forth a price just under asking was reached and the surveyor was again out to finish the other hundred acres (which he paid for along with paying someone in the state to do a PERC test faster than my county could schedule).

Well long story short, and unbeknownst to me, I have wetlands that apparently expanded from the original survey (40 of the 100 acres are protected wetlands, allegedly). You may think it’s weird that I didn’t know about the wetlands, but I wasn’t the one who picked this property – it was another ex “special”, meaning he “just had to have the property” (he thought he was good at picking property – he wasn’t). I have never toured the entire property because I didn’t feel the need to and because it is really overgrown in many places. 

As a result of this discover, he wanted to renegotiate because he had to change his plans for the property. And even though it was already well priced, I agreed to another reduction because I need to be out from under this cursed property. 

As you know from round one of this match it was a shit show. Round two isn’t much better 🙄. At least this time I don’t have to pack up and get out in 10 days 😁. 

However, Jeanene and I agreed that if he raised one more issue, I was out and I would wait for another offer. So far all seems well but we shall see.

I’ve said it before, I couldn’t make this up no matter how hard I tried! 

And so ends another chapter in the never-ending quest to get out from under this property, although I’m sure some other unforeseen challenge lies ahead – probably in the form of taxes. Thanks for letting me amuse you with the tale of this 🤬🤬🤬 land. As always, I will update you as I go.  

Let’s just hope the bad juju stay behind 😳😆.

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