For those of you who don’t know, I bought a new house on the weekend. Actually, it’s not that “new” (about 90 years old) but new for me, and I’ve had buyer’s agents doing most of the work, so I didn’t even buy it myself. Still, it’s mine now, and I’m excited!! I can’t wait to move!! 🙂
Of course, now I have to sell my place. I’m completely overwhelmed with things to do … for those who’ve bought and sold before you’ll know what I’m talking about. For those who haven’t, trust me, it’s tedious and crazy-making with everything that has to be done.
Anyway… long story short: my buyer’s agents sent me the BIGGEST bunch of flowers today. They are absolutely gorgeous, and I thought it was a very nice gesture on their part.
Unfortunately my mother doesn’t have a very high opinion of real estate agents. Granted, many agents in this part of the world are, well, so slick they give Teflon a run for its money. Still, I thought the flowers were a nice touch given the agents could have just cut and run.
Obviously she didn’t because she just laughed at me when I told her. She always says “oh good” when she’s laughing like this, but in a nasty, sarcastic, mocking way. In this case I took it to mean something like “You’re a sucker. They’re just leeches.”
I’ve been struggling to hold it together today – feeling so completely overwhelmed with everything I have to do. So, of course, when she laughed at me I just lost it. I can’t remember what I said, but it was something about her always being sarcastic and critical, and yes, real estate agents are real estate agents, but the flowers are still a nice gesture… then I said good-bye and hung up the phone.
Can you believe she’s meant to be the “supportive” and “non-abusive” parent here?
Now that I’ve got your blood boiling with more of her antics … here’s the old dog and new tricks part.
A little while later she sent me a text message that said:
“I love you very much but don’t be so bl00dy sensitive! Agents is agents! I’ll do whatever I can to help you through this. xx”
What the… ? Did she really say she loves me and that she’ll support me? I can’t believe it! I honestly think that’s about the second time in my life she’s told me that (the first being her last visit to my therapist).
I’m almost touched but I’m still furious with her. I guess she’s trying and I should give her credit for that, right?