Dream Squished

Posted on 28 May 2009

Poor Marlene has had to live with me as I’ve paced and agonized about our West Vancouver home. For the first time, we had a decent offer and the people seemed ideal. He’s a journalist. She’s an artist. They visited the house three times. Their only subject was the usual official inspection by a professional. 

I learned at 1 a.m. that they’re not going to remove the subject. They said that it would cost too much to renovate to accommodate their 4 children. I’m pissed off. They must have seen this from the beginning. I even mentioned it to the real estate agent. But there is nothing I can do but mope.
Everyone’s house except ours seems to be selling. My sister and sister-in-law sold their houses within days of listing. Another family member just bought a house. 
Oh woe is me. I know. I know. Here I am in the south of France, sitting in Rob’s office, taking in the sun that’s especially glorious and warming on the terrace that looks over an equally glorious valley of multi-coloured green fields, spotted with clusters of trees. In the distance I can see the Midi Pyrenees.  I have just come back from a trip to the Mediterranean. How can I whine over one little old house deal? 
So here we go again. I can’t make plans because I don’t know what is going to happen. We may have to rent the house in WV. Our dream of simplifying our lives is once again put on hold. 

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