True Story©… Dealin’ and Dealin’
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I’ve reached a pretty good spot in my life… We got this house in 2021. I am pleased in my place of employment. Two-income household. Two healthy kids, three cars, three dogs. Y’know, the American damn dream. But like any other American, I want MORE. Given my age and position in the world, a quick comeup is not the move nor is it easy. At least not legally. In the motions of moving, my credit score GREATLY increased, like to the point of a conventional mortgage not being a problem to acquire with underwriting. I decided to buy a second house for--… um, “supplemental income” reasons. Rather than contact our normal real estate agent, who we LOVE, I decided I would rather not involve her in what was about to happen. I rode around after dropping the mini off at school and photographed the signs in front of houses so I would have the agents’ contact information when I got back home. I contacted eight agents via voicemail and email, and I waited. Two d