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    Thanks for all the love, D. Bags
    Our Buying Agent called us today to let us know that she spoke to the seller (the home is owned by a Relocation Company, herein referred to as @ssholes or d. bag). So the D. Bags responded to our contingent offer with, "Yeah, we're an @sshole big company with a policy that we don't take contingent offers. We know that you are a nice family that has your heart set on this home, but too bad, so sad. PS: We are the devil."

    Our plan is still the same, but maybe with a bit more urgency. Now we plan to sell our house as soon as possible and move in to temporary housing (most likely, Nana & Poppa's - my parent's - Lake House in sooooouth south Puget Sound) or an apartment in the Hills. Hopefully selling the house will allow us to give a non-contingent to our Hills House or maybe we'll just be screwed either way and end up living someplace else until we find another home.

    Needless to say, I was pretty bummed out today when I discovered that "Relocation Service" is a synonym for Douchey Mr. McDouchey-Pants.