I Got It For Christmas

Lots of realtors want to sell my house.  But...I’m not done living in it yet

That's what you think.  Pack your things.  I'm going to need you out by the end of the month.

That is so not how real estate works.  

Can't blame a guy for trying.

So, I'm not entirely sure why, maybe the economy is picking up or something, but I've gotten a bizarre spike in mail lately from realtors.  Not email, mind you...that, I can delete with no problems...but actual mail.  Like, the kind I have to walk to the end of my driveway to look at.  What a hassle.  Anyway, many of these mails are the same.  They're addressed to me, one was even hand-written, or at least printed in such a way to make it look hand-written.  I can't authenticate that, because I don't have local handwriting experts like that pawn shop show...the one in Las Vegas, not the one where Everybody Gets Thrown Into The Parking Lot.  I may have digressed a little.   

Anyway, all of these mailings are the same.  They all want to be my realtor and sell my house.  They promise to get the best price for it and to work really hard to sell it for me.  That's very nice of them, really, but it leaves out one seemingly important aspect.  I don't want to sell my house.  

For the time being, I'm quite content living where I am.  It's a nice house in a very pleasant neighborhood, I have payments I can afford, and it's reasonably close to work.  I really have no reason to want to move.  Moving is a major hassle anyway.  There would need to be some really compelling reason for me to sell my house right now.  Something at least a little better than some guy wanting to be my realtor.