Kissing to be clever!?

Well it had to happen. The soon to be new owner of the house called last Friday and asked to meet us last night at eight. He showed up with his wife and his ten year old kid and offered us a deal. To leave by August first and two thousand dollars.
Excuse me!?

Can you say stupid?!
I told him, I had talked to Pascal before, not unless it’s in the five digits. His wife said “well tell us a number!” He replied, “five digits means at least ten thousand.” We are not leaving. She started with, “you’ll be living in a mess during the mortar replacement and the furnace.”
I told her I heard the guy who came to give an estimate on the furnace, that for every dollar “we” spend, we loose forty five cents. So “there” is “her” two thousand. lol
I’m telling you, for a guy that is suffering from anxiety, I’m pretty proud of myself.
We pay about eight thousand in rent for a year. We have a seven and a half + parking for two cars (three tight) and a backyard + only a twenty minute ride on the subway, from door to door. Are they mad? Who would give that up for two grand? Even while they repair the brick, and the furnace. We’ll take an extra year any time.
Wouldn’t you?
Have fun!?
J