My condo went on the market on Monday. The place was a traffic jam from Tuesday to Thursday. On Friday, I received an offer with earnest money from a guy who looks to be around 14-years-old. On paper, he’s much older! He loves the place and is still grieving the loss of a similar unit following a bidding war. The stars may be aligned, but here’s the snafu: Chase is key to the short sale. My realtor Marguerite believes she can sweet talk them into negotiating. I plan to petition the Vatican for her sainthood if she pulls it off.