As for the house closing, the buyers' portion was due to happen at 5:00 p.m. and I haven't heard anything saying it didn't, so I'm going to assume it did. That their agent tried to hold the sale ransom at the last second for an additional $500 commission does not surprise me much; he displayed all the classic symptoms of being a sociopath with no sense of conscience or decency. All I can hope is that justice comes to the guy sooner or later. He has a reputation around town, it seems, as various folks involved at all levels of the transaction have muttered about his ethics (or lack thereof) and methods.
The buyers themselves seemed like very nice people and I hope they are very happy in The Hobbit Hole, as much as we'll miss it. I also hope this goon doesn't take them for a ride any more than he already has.
So tonight, the plan is to move enough boxes to enable me to collapse on the couch, and then, to collapse on the couch. If I wake up with a regular heartbeat in the morning, hopefully I can start actually making some progress on the house and even (gasp!) get back to doing some writing or comics work. And ponies. I miss my ponies.