My seller insisted on being home for every single showing because she wanted to "personally explain the house's energy flow" to potential buyers. I tried to explain that buyers need space to envision themselves living there, but she wasn't having it. So for six weeks, I watched her corner every poor couple who walked through the door, lecturing them about which rooms were "spiritually aligned" and how the previous owner's chakras had blessed the foundation. One guy literally climbed out a window to escape. I wish I was joking. When we finally got an offer, she rejected it because the buyers mentioned wanting to paint the meditation room. She called me crying at eleven at night saying she couldn't sell to people who would "disrupt the sacred geometry." We're now on month four with zero offers, and last week she asked me why I wasn't marketing the house harder. I've started telling people I work in insurance because explaining this situation at parties is too exhausting.