05/27/2026
I would like to publicly apologize to my wife, the sink, and the one pot I apparently placed in a long-term pending status.
In my defense, I had a client call at 7:00, and at 6:58 my broker brain said, “We are now entering emergency operations.” So naturally, I handled the call, reviewed the situation, probably talked about pricing, strategy, timing, buyer behavior, and market conditions…
…and left one single pot sitting there like an unresolved amendment.
This is not a proud moment.
This is a pattern.
This is ADHD with a real estate license.
I can remember a lockbox code from three weeks ago.
I can explain contract timelines in my sleep.
I can spot a bad comp from across the room.
But that pot?
That pot became a pocket listing.
Not active.
Not sold.
Just quietly sitting in escrow.
Céline has now turned my shame into a song, which honestly feels fair.
Please respect our privacy during this difficult soaking period.
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