BAD NIGHTMARE

I'm in the bathroom with my mom and contractor and we hear a noise at the front door. I peek my head out and the bad wolf herself, the seller was standing there giving herself a tour of my house!!!!! I mean honestly, I'd love to say I was making this stuff up but really, I have better things to do with my life. She drove 2.5 hours to ask me if I had her kitchen curtain. Seller's remorse much? Fine, I get that, I really do, but don't walk into my house like it's still yours. Oh, and by the way, your stupid lace curtain was made into a skirt by my brothers girlfriend. And now it's adorable. Stay away old hag...next time I'm calling 911.