The Real Estate Thread: Buying/Selling/Tips/News

[spike]

Our plan was to put our home (whenever purchased) in my name only, as an asset protection mechanism, but since I don’t have permanent residency yet, that’s probably a no go. There’s an application process that would cost an absolute fortune.

same pig, same farm..being a new resident, my wife is the only person on the place we just bought..I need to be living here 2 years out of the next 5 to get any respect

I can be on the title with her, just not solo. Which doesn’t help what we’re trying to do (company directors can be personally liable in workplace lawsuits here).

Fascinating. Is that across the whole C-suite or what?

Yes seems to be. Liable for tax debts or profit losses too.

[spike]

Welp, we lost out at the house auction. We were the underbidder, so at least didn’t feel out of our depth. Plenty there, they must have thought it’d go for much less as they didn’t bid at all. Disappointing, but we stuck to our guns so at least feel confident going forward.

[spike]

Confidence being quietly shaken as we get results of other auctions that happened in the area today.

[E.H. Ruddock]

Sold Confession

[E.H. Ruddock]

I Got outbid

[lennytheweedwhacker]

About ready to put my POS on the market. I can't wait to get away from that thing.

[The Argonaut]

Get together with spike, Lenny. You can practice selling and he can practice buying.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Get together with spike, Lenny. You can practice selling and he can practice buying.

Sounds kinda gay

[spike]

Get together with spike, Lenny. You can practice selling and he can practice buying.

Sounds kinda gay

Let’s practice kissing instead.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Get together with spike, Lenny. You can practice selling and he can practice buying.

Sounds kinda gay

Let’s practice kissing instead.

I’m uncomfortable with that idea.

[spike]

Confidence being quietly shaken as we get results of other auctions that happened in the area today.

I don’t understand, is it a silent auction?

And what were the results of the other auctions ?

it's literally all interested parties (and plenty of spectators with nothing better to do) gathering on the front lawn of the property being sold and live bidding in an auction, led by the selling agent acting as auctioneer. it's wild, man.

there were a bunch scheduled yesterday, on a glut of properties that came on the market after christmas, so it's giving a better idea of the true market right now. the government just announced a rate cut last week too, further emboldening buyers (perhaps falsely, only a .25% cut on 6%) on how much they're willing to spend.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

potentially, but hopefully not too many more! because of the losing and rejection, and also because you need to get an inspection done before auction (which costs $500), since if you win, you put down 10% of the purchase price then and there and are locked in.

we have our eye on a place that "passed in," which means it didn't meet the seller's reserve price at auction. in fact, no one bid. in that case, i don't think it'll go to auction again right away. instead, the agent would entertain offers kinda like it works in the US.

it's obviously overpriced, so we'd lowball and see what happens. if we offer at all... i think it's too small but the wife likes it a lot. hoping a bunch of new places drop this week that catch our interest more.

[Higgs]

Auctions suck man. I ain't got the cajones for them. I'm a Here's my price what do you think kinda guy.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

My house is never going to sell

[doug rr]

My house is never going to sell

maybe its the wrong color..is the zen off? does it have curb appeal?

[Ello Sailor]

Is it adequately beige?

[lennytheweedwhacker]

My house is never going to sell

maybe its the wrong color..is the zen off? does it have curb appeal?

I haven't listed it yet, but it's definitely not going to sell.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Is it adequately beige?

Not a bit of beige in sight