“Kindred” kept nudging me like a border collie.
The essential problem with off-market sales is that…somebody feels like something was unfair.
Just think of me as your real estate concierge.
To have this mug, this tea, this chair, this laptop, this home, this time.
Clear title: If you have it, you clearly own your house.
Stuff happens that makes us feel like we got the salt kicked out of us.
I am surprised but forgiving (as I suppress a desire to either laugh or be offended) when anybody suggests I’m only in it for the money.