CD22: LaLaLand Bound Once Again

In light of the upcoming FET, I am throwing in the towel on trying to sell my mom's house in LaLaLand. Everytime I pick up a newspaper or watch the news, there's yet one more article or newsflash about how fucked up the real estate market is becoming. It's in a downward spiral in case you haven't noticed. We all knew this was coming. I am pissed, resentful even, that my mom didn't heed my warnings, the news' warnings, and sat on her hands until it was really too late. Now we're in "fire sale" mode, ready to look at any and all offers. In December we might have got $500,000 for her flat roofed 1950's era home. Now we'd be lucky to get $460,000. Does she realize that is an 8% drop just since December? The year's not even out, and here we are at the end of August: traditionally the end of the summer real estate activity. It's going to get worse from here on out. Really it is. And it scares me to death.

So Monday we're taking a rental car to LaLaLand and Monday and Tuesday I'll interview a handful of agents and find someone to take my place so that I can focus on worrying about my FET, or not worrying, whatever may be the case. But I find that I cannot effectively sell this house for my mom in this screwed up market when I am 400-some miles away from the said property. I can't hold open houses. I can't refill flyer boxes. I can't do last minute showings. I am simply unable to help her. So I am calling in reinforcements.

I pray, in my own atheistic/agnostic way, that I find someone that I can really trust and that I won't have to keep looking over their shoulder multiple times a week. I'm nervous enough about the upcoming FET but to have to worry about whether the agent is doing their job is just one more worry that I cannot have right now. I need an agent that will "kick ass and take names". No meek, quiet, reserved agents need apply.

I hope this person exists.