One Speed Racer House Post Moment
The last thing I did before going to bed last night was to check the front door. Not to see if it was locked but to see if the real estate agent had finally come by and gotten the stupid looking lock box off our door. A monster of a clanking thing that screamed squatter to me everytime I saw it.

Lo and behold, the bugger was gone! After occupying the house for a little over a week. That's speedy service!

It would mean so much more if you only knew how utterly incompetent the agent has been through the whole process. Oh wait, let's enumerate!
Times she said she'd be over to get the box taken off: 5
Times she came over but forgot the combination or something else: 2
Times she gave me the wrong keys to the house: 1
Times she didn't show up for meetings at or about the house: 3
Times she's not gotten around to returning phone calls: at least 6 times
Times she missed a hard deadline on the contracts: 2
Times she accused us of holding up the process: 3
Reason she got the job selling the house: 1% (as in, she underbid the neighbor, who's also an agent)
Reason she's successful at her job despite being incompetent: 8, as in, scale of 1-10 how attractive is she.