I had a seller completely lose it on me because we got three offers in the first weekend. You'd think that would be cause for celebration, right? Wrong. She called me in tears because "only three" felt like a personal rejection. She'd seen some TikTok about a house getting forty-seven offers and now she was convinced her home was unlovable. I spent two hours on the phone explaining that three solid offers in this market is fantastic, that one was actually fifteen thousand over asking, and that TikTok real estate content is not a realistic benchmark for suburban Ohio. She wanted to take the house off the market to "reassess the energy." The ENERGY. I talked her off the ledge, we accepted the best offer, and she called me the next day crying again because now she felt like she was "abandoning her home too quickly." Ma'am, you listed it FOR SALE. That is literally the desired outcome. We closed last week and she sent me a thank you card that said "I'm sorry for everything." I'm framing it.