I had a deal last month that was literally hours from closing. Hours. Both parties had signed everything, the moving truck was already packed at the buyer's house, and I was mentally spending my commission on a much-needed vacation. Then the buyer's agent calls me and casually mentions that her clients did a "final walkthrough" the night before and decided they didn't like the way the sunset hit the kitchen windows. The sunset. They'd seen this house six times, in various lighting conditions, over two months of negotiations. But apparently this particular Tuesday evening sunset was a dealbreaker. The sellers had already moved out and were staying in a hotel. The buyers wanted a $15K credit for "emotional distress about the lighting situation." My sellers, understandably, told them to pound sand. The whole thing collapsed. Three weeks later, I saw on the MLS that those same buyers went under contract on a house facing the exact same direction. I may have screamed into a pillow. I definitely poured myself a drink at 2pm on a Wednesday. No regrets.