It’s Not Our House
We bought a house in April and the neighbors across the street from us are in the process of moving out. They have a HUGE house, six-bedroom, five-bathroom, that was top of the line….25 years ago.
It was listed for 600k about six weeks ago (they took forever to pack), has been pending three times, and is now at 500k, so I’m assuming an inspector is finding an issue. Other houses in my neighborhood that are that size are selling.
They asked us to help change lightbulbs and fix little things, which was perfectly fine. Or it was until their latest actions. They’ve now started sending “requests”. Painting their frame of the screened patio, replacing faucets, and cleaning their house.
We painted their screened-in patio because we thought (mistake) it was the last thing they’d ask. We honestly felt bad because the house is in need of some MAJOR TLC. It’s got original carpet that has been cleaned and stretched so many times that it is desperately in need of being ripped out.
The bathroom tubs are peeling, the house was freshly painted but was terribly done. When they put it up for sale, they left some huge furniture that they requested us to sell, and we could keep 10% of the profits. They acted like this was a HUGE reward.
It’s a 20-year-old couch, mattresses, three dressers, and other outdated furniture that is worth nothing, and weighs a ton, and is upstairs. So obviously it didn’t sell for anything, and is still sitting upstairs in their house.
One person came for a dresser and it was too heavy for us to move, so we figure this is all custom-built and assembled in the room.
When they left, they “requested” us to do daily walk-throughs and send daily reports of their house, which is fine, but we stopped after a week because we have our own house that we are working on, work,
And are not trying to spend weekends and time off at someone else’s house when we literally bought a house to spend time there. We both get up at 4 am for work, get home around 4:30 pm, eat, and sometimes will literally nap the majority of the rest of the day.
Yesterday was one of those days. I had no idea what was coming. Little did I know, these neighbors were back in town and had called each of us several times after 7 pm—once we get off work we don’t look at phones.
They had then texted us multiple times. We gave polite replies but said we weren’t able to help them. We wind down for the day around 7 pm because we get up at 4 am. So then they knocked on our door at 8 pm, 9 pm, 10 pm, and 11 pm according to our ring camera.
If you had a problem, you wouldn’t be going to just my house, you’d be asking other people. I really want to just tell these people that we cannot help them anymore and this is not my problem. This doesn’t go into detail about everything we have done for them, but it quickly became too much.
Every time we leave their house after doing things there, we both feel so bad because it needs so much work. It’s so dirty, and with three people walking away from it, there has got to be some major issue as I notice it goes back on the market after an inspector is there.
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