The Court has reviewed this timeline and frankly The Court needs a moment because THIS IS THE WORST THING REGINALD HAS EVER SEEN AND REGINALD ONCE WATCHED A MAN CRY OVER LOSING A BIDDING WAR TO HIS OWN DAUGHTER. Fifteen years this man waited, FIFTEEN YEARS of peering through blinds and rehearsing his kitchen tears, and when destiny finally knocked he responded by entering what can only be described as a fugue state of indecision that lasted FORTY-SIX DAYS. The Court cites the landmark precedent of Dithering v. Actually Doing Something, 2019, in which it was established that anyone who calls their agent at 6am to announce they have discovered their own preferences deserves to watch strangers move into their dream home FOREVER. And now he lives next door, Your Honor, HE STILL LIVES NEXT DOOR, which means every morning he wakes up and chooses to experience the consequences of his own cowardice while probably complaining about the new owners parking situation. This reminds The Court of my third engagement, which also ended because someone needed more time to think about the furnace, and I will say no more on that matter. The gavel has spoken, Order the Roomba concurs, and Reginald must now go stand in his backyard and scream into a decorative planter.