I had a deal under contract for six weeks. Six weeks of inspections, appraisals, negotiations over a $300 credit for a loose doorknob, and approximately 847 emails. We were scheduled to close on a Friday. Thursday afternoon, I get a call from the buyer's agent saying his client needs to "pause" because he just realized the house faces east and he's "spiritually aligned with western sunsets." I thought he was joking. He was not joking. This man had walked through the property four times. Four times he watched the sun do its thing in the sky and never once considered its trajectory. The seller had already packed up her entire kitchen and was staying with her sister. I had to call her and explain that we lost the deal because of astronomy. She asked me if this was a prank show. I wish it was, Linda. I really wish it was. The buyer's agent texted me later saying "these things happen" and I've never wanted to throw my phone into a lake more than in that moment.