Tuesday, September 8, 2009

this place of peace


Good morning to you. I have missed out on all the amazing stories on the net lately, no blog reading, very little writing- I'm behind and so far ahead I caught my tail last week! (I'm pretty sure that's Mainer talk...or I just made it up, either way- it paints a pretty vivid picture of the joy of selling a house/farm.)

NO- I haven't sold it yet. I did push aside a pretty lucrative offer because it smelled too fishy. Ever get that feeling that something just ain't right- and if it just ain't right and you have to live with that stinky smell the rest of your life, well- would you do it?! Are you following me?

I have never prayed for a specific amount for this place, I've always just prayed for a fair offer. And- a "gentleman" offered me that fair offer just last week- with a bit of cajoling, then pressure, then harassment, then down right rudeness then the mother of all no no's with me- Manipulation. I had asked for the weekend to make a decision, what I got were sleepless nights, too many phone calls and just downright wonder at why the hell someone would act this way...

But when this person started tearing down the place after months and months of filling my ears with the beauty of it all and how it was move in ready and just what they wanted....

Tact and diplomacy were left back at the office I suppose when this "gentleman" put on rags of manipulation and dishonesty and declared them his latest fashion statement. Sorry buddy, I really appreciated your old attire and would have handed over the keys. Why do folks act so damned shady when it comes to money? I've seen it far too often and it is one of the saddest testaments to human nature- greed.

I spent a sleepless night on this one, tossing and turning- What to do, what to do? About 3 in the A.M Sunday morning- I went out on the porch, sat on the swing, the night was lovely and moon glow bright....And I decided I was going to trust myself. My goods were honest, my home, this land- bright and true. I had nothing to fear, my concern was that if I sold the place in this way, under shady circumstances- the sun might never shine on my memories of the place again. The goodbye would be an apologetic one..."I'm sorry, I hope I did right...goodbye!" I want to leave this place of peace in peace A good Goodbye- so I said thanks but no thanks.

At first I thought I would feel overcome, distraught- how could I say no? I didn't say no- to me. I said yes to me. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, it feels some good.

I won't know the outcome until the outcome...comes. But I do believe I will feel a whole lot better about whatever decisions I make- they'll be right and bright, dappled sunlight is OK, but shady deals? Nope.


Take care-

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I sure do feel what you are going through. Same way with mom's home and our home. I wouldn't dream of treating people like some have done. Shake your head and move on. God has the plan. Your local lawn care provider...dan

Anonymous said...

Good for you! I'm glad you followed your heart. The right offer is out there, just trust God's timing. This was my prayer today in the devotional I get: "Lord, I give my situation over to You today knowing with You all things are possible. All of my hopes and dreams are in Your hands, and I will no longer limit You in my thinking. I choose to see my dreams through eyes of faith and believe they will come to pass. Thank You for working supernaturally on my behalf. In Jesus' Name. Amen"

Love, Rhi

troutbirder said...

Your right its gotta feel right. There will be a next time.

Jayne said...

I can so relate. When we finally sold our last home, right when the bubble was bursting, we ended up coming off the asking price by almost $8000 AND agreed to pay her closing costs just to get out from under it. When she started nit picking things that she thought we should replace/repair etc. I simply wrote to the realtor and said, "She can take it as it is, or you can give her the earnest money back and the deal is off." I was getting so annoyed with her that I would have kept the damned house rather than cave to her stupid requests before closing, so I know exactly how you feel. Thankfully, she "let go" of her list and we closed. Go with your gut... all the way!

truewonder said...

Whew...thanks you all, my gut has been getting quite the work out! Good to know that similar experiences and thoughts have occurred. I'll keep you informed...

Beautiful prayer there Rhi.

Anonymous said...

As hard as it must have been to turn down the money and all that it meant for you, I think you're right to trust your gut. My family sold a family home in another state a number of years ago despite my gut screaming bloody murder about it. It was a case where two of us didn't want to sell at all, but the third had us over a barrel. The buyer turned out to have a hidden agenda and was unscrupulous beyond belief. To make a long, very complex story short -- I STILL have some anguish over the loss of it and am still paying the legal bills which became necessary to defend ourselves from this monster who ended up filing a totally unfounded, frivolous lawsuit later. No matter how crazy, you still have to defend yourself and rich folks can keep such things going indefinitely. The system of civil law in this country is a nightmare. SO -- believe me when I say that not trusting your gut can be a very costly (in so many ways!) decision. ~kat

Lorrie said...

Good for you! So nice to use that backbone, ain't it?! The older I get, the more I learn to follow my gut instincts. Your story proves again why I do that.