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Always the bridesmaid

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Rosie Clifton

The Tampa Tribune

Published: November 11, 2009

I love my home. I can afford my home...barely. Having no children to tell me, "Mom, it's time for you to move to a place where they will make life easier for you," I have long thought I would move to an Aston Gardens or Freedom Plaza by the time I was 70, while I could make the decision with all my faculties. Most of them, anyway.

If you're like many of my friends, you're wondering why I would want to move in with all the "old people." Well, I wouldn't have moved to Sun City Center in the first place if I had an aversion to old people. Secondly, I am one of the old people.

When I put my house on the market and started making plans for my easier life, a friend invited me to share a new condo and expenses in Kings Point. The thought had a lot of appeal - a smaller interior to take care of, no exterior care required, and best of all, extra money each month to realize a long-held goal of mine - foreign travel.

Life is getting even better, I thought. Sell. Move. Travel. Live happily ever after. However (big however!), I have to get past step one - selling the house. I've never heard so many reasons why people don't want to buy the house I love. One lady said my water view was too close; she wanted a faraway water view. Another said she wanted stainless steel appliances. Everyone, it seems, wants stainless steel. Have they ever tried keeping them spotless? The rejection slips go on and on. My house usually makes it into the top three on the buyer's list. However, no buyers yet. Stay tuned for more house-selling woes. I feel like my house is "always the bridesmaid, never the bride."

Rosie Clifton is an author and humor columnist for The Sun.

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