The Old Folks Home

[chickisoup]

Sounds like you need to get her a pink helmet

Well that's great news, you must be ecstatic

fantastic news!!!

 

[tnspursfan09]

Helmets or hats in this heat would cause too much sweating, that would allow bacteria in. She's gonna be a handful. This is a very active youngin.

 

[perchie.girl]

Helmets or hats in this heat would cause too much sweating, that would allow bacteria in. She's gonna be a handful. This is a very active youngin.

Congrats on getting to go home.... I feel for you riding herd.... VBG.

deb

 

[perchie.girl]

I read the posts about realtors... I must have lucked out. I have bought two houses now. The first one when I was four months pregnant and a single mom.

His name was Johnny Cash.... and he professed to be a true cousin to the Man in Black. He had enough Native American in him to own property on the reservation here. It was funny too because I was passing through a small town her called Lakeside thinking there were enough properties in the town that looked low income that I might have a chance. I just dropped in to a realtors office and asked a couple of questions.

It was the beginning of the housing boom here ins San Diego. Houses that were selling for 50K were beginning to fetch 150k... The bulletin boards were crazy As you drove buy it was like watching gas prices rise.

No one would talk to me in the office but Johnny. I told him what I wanted and needed and he looked up my income and we decided I needed a miracle. But he gave me his number and I went on about my business for the day. Two days later he had a house to show me... corner pie shaped lot... The Garage had been converted to a master bedroom... Not in the country but close to my price range. It needed too much work on it.

The very next week He called me and said we needed to hurry. A house had just come up on the hot sheets and he wanted to see it and said I should come too. It was perfect. Three bed one bath A solid roof and a solid foundation. Older but the stuff that needed to change was something I could do. They wanted 97k for it... We put in a bit for 96.5. Because the house would never pass inspection for FHA or VA This is what the realtor told me. We put the bid in for Conventional financing. I was selling a Mobile home which would be enough for a 20 percent down.

The house had a bidding war on it... and I was the lowest bidder. But I won, because it did not pass VA or FHA. When we started escrow the owner found out how much the house was really worth and tried to back out. My realtor Slapped him up and told him wed be in court if he tried. The owner had undervalued his house by 25K at least.

My son and I lived there 14 years.. I found out the issues over time but they were liveable issues... When I sold it I had done nothing as far as renovations.... There were rats in the rafters .... The house had flooded twice due to really old pluimbing. Yet I got a Quarter of a million for it.

deb

 

[bamadude]

My county auctions off properties a couple times a year. Im guessing the owners get behind on their property taxes.

 

[perchie.girl]

My next realtor experience was another windfall too.

Back in 2003 I was living in my house on Pilots lane... 14 years there and my son would be starting highschool after the next summer. The tree I had planted was thriving and full of blooms Palo Verdes are such happy trees. They have green bark and when they bloom they are alive with the sounds of bees.

I had one dog now because my Greyhound had develped a heart condition and had gone on over the rainbow bridge to chase Rabbits and play for ever. My dog for the dog Was Rosie... Silly smily kind of shy half Greyhound half Aussie. She was a good ratter and walking doorbell...

My property shared a property line with Buck Knives They had just sold their Vacant land to a developer who was Apparently going to get 25 homes packed in behind my place. I was standing on the back porch having my coffee in my bathrobe. Watching the earth moving equipment chizel away at the land. The Big fire had already made its way through San Diego and it was still chewing on the fringes. So the smell of smoke had permeated everything.

A fellow drives up with a work truck hopps out and says hello through the chainlink fence. He was the developer. "you know I am afraid we have to move your fence" "Yeh I know" Old man Buck gave me about six feet so I could have a back yard. He drove up on his tractor... Funny that.

I chatted with the developer and he asked me if I wanted to sell my house. I dont know what came over me but I said.... "actually I would love to trade for a Mobile home and some land" These guys are always owners of odd pieces of land... I was hoping for Lakeside because alot of horse owners were able to keep their horses on their own property there... 1/2 acre is required.

He said he didnt have any properties any more but he was very much interested in my house and wanted to buy it for his Superintendant. But he had a Great Realtor he worked with and he gave me his card.

Come to find out the Superintendant was a hero during the big fire. He had been in partners with another fellow to rehab a house up in a community called Crest. When the fire storm blasted through Crest he hotwired a water truck and personally saved four houses.... Sadly not his own.

So a few weeks later we settled on a price for my house and because I wanted to save money I opted to sell it myself. The Developer used his realtor to set up the escrow account. But the Realtor was the real gem... Gos I dont remember his name. But he lost his house in Crest and he and his wife were living in a motel room. He personally knew all the players in this except me. It was like I was brought in to a huge loose family.

Unfortunately because of the houseing boom the homes in my price range were much farther out of town. And because I had to work in town I didnt want to go farther out than a thirty minute drive. But he told me he could get me acreage. I must have looked at ten places and a couple of empty undeveloped plots of land.

then one day the Developers Partner came by and asked me if I was up to a road trip. I Hopped in his monster Work truck and I swear he must have had God as his co Pilot because we were doing eighty miles an hour down the freeway. We passed El Cajon, Alpine, Pine valley, Campo (my maximum distance) And I asked "We arent going to Boulevard are we"... He smile and said no... We passed Boulevard... OMG. I laughed because I had been had. Ok lets see it I thought.

Dogleg off the freeway and we were in the fringes of Boulevard.... Then we entered Bankhead springs. TWO REaltors were waiting for us near the Abandoned hotel. Bankhead Springs is pretty much a small ghost town... full of history lots of un lived in buildings.

We didnt even get out he just waived at the realtors and they took the lead in the caravan. Off the rod on a wide dirt road we went. The farther in we went the more beautiful the land... Oh My Gawd... Chaparal Rocks the sizes of School buses. And space... WE turned down a narrower road and I was already in love with the area. We passed a home with horse corrals around it... We passed what looked like an old desert cabin...

Then we turned to the right and went up. I didnt realize till later we had been on my property just after the od desert cabin... and the right hand turn was up my driveway... We didnt see the house till we got to the top of the road. The picture I have shared of my house was taken about that time.

Seems This was eighteen acres that happened to have a house on it. The property was owned by a Church who was trying to turn it into a halfway house for women coming out of prison.....

Dang I have to go now... I will finish this after I get back

deb

 

[ronott1]

My next realtor experience was another windfall too.

Back in 2003 I was living in my house on Pilots lane... 14 years there and my son would be starting highschool after the next summer. The tree I had planted was thriving and full of blooms Palo Verdes are such happy trees. They have green bark and when they bloom they are alive with the sounds of bees.

I had one dog now because my Greyhound had develped a heart condition and had gone on over the rainbow bridge to chase Rabbits and play for ever. My dog for the dog Was Rosie... Silly smily kind of shy half Greyhound half Aussie. She was a good ratter and walking doorbell...

My property shared a property line with Buck Knives They had just sold their Vacant land to a developer who was Apparently going to get 25 homes packed in behind my place. I was standing on the back porch having my coffee in my bathrobe. Watching the earth moving equipment chizel away at the land. The Big fire had already made its way through San Diego and it was still chewing on the fringes. So the smell of smoke had permeated everything.

A fellow drives up with a work truck hopps out and says hello through the chainlink fence. He was the developer. "you know I am afraid we have to move your fence" "Yeh I know" Old man Buck gave me about six feet so I could have a back yard. He drove up on his tractor... Funny that.

I chatted with the developer and he asked me if I wanted to sell my house. I dont know what came over me but I said.... "actually I would love to trade for a Mobile home and some land" These guys are always owners of odd pieces of land... I was hoping for Lakeside because alot of horse owners were able to keep their horses on their own property there... 1/2 acre is required.

He said he didnt have any properties any more but he was very much interested in my house and wanted to buy it for his Superintendant. But he had a Great Realtor he worked with and he gave me his card.

Come to find out the Superintendant was a hero during the big fire. He had been in partners with another fellow to rehab a house up in a community called Crest. When the fire storm blasted through Crest he hotwired a water truck and personally saved four houses.... Sadly not his own.

So a few weeks later we settled on a price for my house and because I wanted to save money I opted to sell it myself. The Developer used his realtor to set up the escrow account. But the Realtor was the real gem... Gos I dont remember his name. But he lost his house in Crest and he and his wife were living in a motel room. He personally knew all the players in this except me. It was like I was brought in to a huge loose family.

Unfortunately because of the houseing boom the homes in my price range were much farther out of town. And because I had to work in town I didnt want to go farther out than a thirty minute drive. But he told me he could get me acreage. I must have looked at ten places and a couple of empty undeveloped plots of land.

then one day the Developers Partner came by and asked me if I was up to a road trip. I Hopped in his monster Work truck and I swear he must have had God as his co Pilot because we were doing eighty miles an hour down the freeway. We passed El Cajon, Alpine, Pine valley, Campo (my maximum distance) And I asked "We arent going to Boulevard are we"... He smile and said no... We passed Boulevard... OMG. I laughed because I had been had. Ok lets see it I thought.

Dogleg off the freeway and we were in the fringes of Boulevard.... Then we entered Bankhead springs. TWO REaltors were waiting for us near the Abandoned hotel. Bankhead Springs is pretty much a small ghost town... full of history lots of un lived in buildings.

We didnt even get out he just waived at the realtors and they took the lead in the caravan. Off the rod on a wide dirt road we went. The farther in we went the more beautiful the land... Oh My Gawd... Chaparal Rocks the sizes of School buses. And space... WE turned down a narrower road and I was already in love with the area. We passed a home with horse corrals around it... We passed what looked like an old desert cabin...

Then we turned to the right and went up. I didnt realize till later we had been on my property just after the od desert cabin... and the right hand turn was up my driveway... We didnt see the house till we got to the top of the road. The picture I have shared of my house was taken about that time.

Seems This was eighteen acres that happened to have a house on it. The property was owned by a Church who was trying to turn it into a halfway house for women coming out of prison.....

Dang I have to go now... I will finish this after I get back

deb

What a cliff hanger!

I can't wait for the rest of the story!

 

[Cynthia12]

Man, I must have been real lucky with our realtor. He was on the ball! Kept calling to let me know that he is still doing this or that. Let me know when we had folks coming over. That home in Mapleton was a big home. But, he got it sold. Moved to a place we thought we would like, house was ok, town wasn't. Went back to our realtor. He had that sold in no time at all. I drove by this house we are in now just as the guy was out with his camera for some photos outside, saw me looking, waved me in..we had been looking already, loved it. Whole house had been repainted inside. New carpet all the way upstairs. The whole basement finished, and has an extra kitchen area downstaris. Our realtor got things on the ball, and it's ours.

 

[Peep_Show]

I had decided to move to NM a long time before we actually did, so I had about a year to scope out via the internet the properties in the desired town. Did all the video tours, mapping and even downloaded some floor plans. When it came time to actually look to buy I knew more about the houses than my realtor did because, looking at the floorplans, I knew such-and-such house had how many bedrooms, a walk-in pantry, irrigation, an in-law unit behind the garage, etc. Kind of creampuffy for our realtor as I'd narrowed my selections down before we got there... She showed us a few other places, but more to get an idea of what we liked and didn't.

Funny thing, folks I've come to know have moved into two of the other houses I had scoped. I got to inform one of them that their house used to be a drab grey (not attractive in southwestern stucco) that - lo and behold - when after a year on the market they repainted it a pleasing tan it sold! Their realtor didn't know about the paint job.....

 

[tnspursfan09]

On the road. Gassed up, car washed (Maddy loves the car wash), Monster Java Kona Blend in my cupholder and we just stopped for car fries @ McDonalds.