My foreclosure tells a story of the previous owners. It is sad and enlightening of how they lived, how they treated their dogs, their lack of respect for neighbors and complete lack of money management skills.
They were young and inherited money and refinanced and spent as long as money was in the bank. Until it wasn’t. The decline was swift and painful and their reaction was panic filled.
My hippy girlfriend did some “space clearing” but I can sometimes feel the negative energy of their final days.
