You know what I got in the mail today? Some random realtor sent me a letter to express her condolences on your passing (she even listed you by your full name), and to tell me that she can assist me in selling our home since she specializes in estate sales. You know, just in case I needed money to pay taxes, outstanding liabilities, or legitimate heirs. So, I guess the surviving wife who currently resides in the home with her five fur babies must not be the legitimate heir! She goes on to say that she doesn't know my particular situation, but she is prepared to do what is best for me and the estate!! SERIOUSLY?! How about not sending that letter at all, that’s what’s best for me and the estate!! I was so annoyed that I read ⅓ of the letter and threw it away in a fury. She also included pamphlets for stats on houses around our hood and a checklist of stuff I should do to get the house ready for sale. And that she also specializes in "as is" home sales! I'm like WTF is wrong with this lady!! It’s like the vultures are swarming overhead, waiting to eat your flesh off. This letter reminded me of another letter I got a couple of weeks ago about taking a loan out against your estate until I finalize probate. They said probate can take up to a year or more, so if I needed money to pay bills, they can give me a loan against your estate while I’m going through probate. When I got that letter, I thought to myself, there’s such a thing? Take a loan out against your dead loved one’s estate while you are waiting for probate? Like there’s actually a business for that!? I wonder what the interest rate would be on that type of loan?! Probably 30% interest or something crazy like that! It’s like selling your soul to the devil so you can pay the electricity bills. I thought having to wait 3 months for your autopsy findings and another 6 weeks to get the autopsy report was absurd, but I think these two letters takes the cake for most absurd. It’s almost predatory in my mind! It’s like taking advantage of the weak and feeble while they are languishing in their darkest hours. But the fact that they exist means that there’s a need for them, or else they wouldn’t exist! Which also pains me to know that some people are forced to use these type of services to just keep the roof over their head and food on their table when a loved one dies. It’s like selling your soul to the devil while you're going through the darkest hours of your life just so you can sleep in your bed and eat. Can it get any worse?! I guess only time will tell what other type of absurd letters I will be getting in the mail to constantly remind me that my husband died and what crazy resources are available for me to sell my soul to so I can continue to put a roof over my head and food on the table because you died!!! I think this is definitely worse than google giving me ¯\_(ツ)_/ as a search result!
UPDATE: ugh, I was so mad that I decided to write the realtor a scathing email after I posted my blog entry today, which says the following:
I got your letter regarding your offer of condolences that my husband passed and that you would be interested in selling our house so I can pay taxes, outstanding liabilities, or legitimate heirs. I find your letter very insensitive and disturbing. Please never ever contact me again.
Your letter is very predatory and insensitive. If I ever decide to sell my house, I will never ever use you.
Please grow a heart before you send other grieving widows(ers) this type of letter again!
UGH, I know what you're thinking, she's just trying to get her hustle on, but at my expense!! NO F'IN WAY!!!
A grieving widow who is trying to find meaning and purpose from her tragic event.