If you’re looking for a job that offers deep fulfillment, consistent wins, and respectful collaboration… don’t get into real estate.
This week was a masterclass in how to lose your mind professionally.
Let’s start with Deal #1. We submitted a firm offer—firm, as in no conditions, serious buyer, ready to go—on a $1.3M property. The listing agent? Accepts a conditional offer instead. With a week-long condition. Over a long weekend.
Because nothing says “serving your seller’s best interest” like risking a rock-solid sale for an extra drop in the bucket and seven days of holding your breath.
And the kicker? It just posted sold today. For peanuts more than what we offered firm. Cool. Cool cool cool. Amateur hour at its finest.
Now look—I’ve got respect for hard-working agents who can do their job. But when basic communication goes out the window—no heads-up on the rules of engagement, no “your offer’s close,” no “hey, do you want to improve?”—that’s not strategy. That’s just dumb.
Then came Deal #2.
Different clients. Different price point. $4M condo in Oakville. We went in with a sharp, over-asking offer. Reasonable conditions. Quick timelines. Solid play. But nope—outgunned by someone who showed up firm. Can’t fault it. That’s the game. Sometimes you lose clean. Sometimes you lose sleep.
This week is short but overwhelmingly long for only being Tuesday. Now so is my fuse and my faith in people doing their damn jobs.
But here’s the thing no one talks about: real estate is emotional warfare. It’s not just contracts and keys—it’s the thrill of the win, the gut-punch of the loss, and the fine art of carrying other people’s dreams through the chaos.
Sometimes you want to throw a chair. Sometimes you do (figuratively, mostly). But every deal—won or lost—is a reminder of why we fight so hard. Not for the commission. For the people. For the stories. For the chance to get it right.
When the stars align, this job is untouchable. This week? It tested me. But I’ll show up tomorrow with sharper edges and steadier hands. Bruised, maybe—but never defeated.
