My First Attempt to Sell: Summer 2017
I found a cottage tucked in the woods 3 hours away. The access was a bridge over a creek. It was charming. The bonus was riding trails and a lake close by. I put an offer on it, contingent on my home sale. Within that week every last real estate contract concerning the cottage and my home were canceled!
I had the Realtor who was handling the cottage buy, also list my home. Thought it easier to have one point of contact who could coordinate all parts. Wrong. She forged MY signature on a second MLS listing for my southern Oregon home! And lied to another local Realtor she coerced into signing the PSA!
How does this happen? No good answer. She was an experienced Realtor. With a very BIG problem. Her Principal Broker fired her.
Yeah. She was reported to the Oregon Realty Board by her former Broker. I wrote the Realty Board a 12 page grievance outlining her performance. They sent me a note saying they were not going to investigate. UNTIL I wrote a strong email back. And copied in every lawyer I knew. They opened the case for investigation. Where is the accountability for agents? Dunno!
That was my first attempt at selling my home. Realty friends, family et al were mystified at this deception. Wondered why I was not upset. My comment: The universe must surely have something better in the works for me.
Second Try: Fall 2017
That fall I listed my house with a local Realtor. She was argumentative, but I gave her my listing. Figured with her debate style, she would negotiate a decent sale. Showings began and were fairly constant.
During this time, one morning I found my horse JD down in his paddock. When the vet came out, JD was back on his feet. JD had never been off. He was 26, in great shape. Vet did a thorough exam. Found nothing. Had blood tests. Nothing conclusive. We administered antibiotics and other shots to boost him. JD recovered, but my intuition knew.
Interesting. From that point forward absolutely no one came to view my home. I shut down. Did not want to move, or stress JD, or myself. I didn’t pull the listing. But the Realtor thought it odd all showings just stopped. Her answer was to drop my price 50K. Didn’t do it. I let her listing run out. The next spring, 2018, my JD crossed over his rainbow bridge.
Third Time: Fall 2018
2018 summer this valley was filled with fire smoke for months on end. Not a time to sell. That fall I decided to do a For Sale By Owner (FSBO) and listed for 6 months on the MLS. It rained almost the entire 6 months. Had some good showings; one ridiculous low offer.
Fourth Go Round: Spring 2019
This is hardly a mention. Because I never listed with this dude who solicited and befriended me. I was ambivalent. I caved. His listing agreement had a commission higher than was promised. Bait and switch. I confronted him. And canceled the listing he goaded me into. Over the next day he chastised me for questioning his integrity. Two emails later our relationship ended. Particularly after he said he would honor his baited commission IF I agreed to keep it hidden from his realty partner, which happened to be his wife!
The Fifth Revolution: Summer 2019
Intentionally, I interviewed top agents. Picked a 2 man team. Nice guys. Said and did all the right things. Promised to allow ONLY pre-qualified buyer showings.
Turned out, they had selective hearing. My house became a freeway home to an onslaught of lookers. I stepped next door and spied, as showings were short. Agents and their clients were sloppy. Left horse gates open. Let my cats outside even with a large note to leave them in. Kids went crazy while parents were inside doing god knows what. Oh, and a buyers agent lost my house key. Which forced me to call the regional MLS to get involved because my agents did not care until I forced the issue. Then the last straw? An unannounced agent came to show my house.
I asked my Realtor if he wanted my listing anymore. He yelled at me! No concern for my welfare. For *#%$ sake- I was his employer! The one who held his paycheck. It had been 6 months of babysitting stupid stuff they promised. I was beyond done. The only good that came from the last years were my Real Estate Ethics Lesson Plans.
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The ironic moment > The very day I retired these Realtors, and decided it was easier to do a DIY FSBO, a letter came from the Oregon Realty Board. They concluded the gal who blatantly forged my signature–two and a half years prior–was free to carry on—as she had been anyway. They only put a letter in her file. No wonder agents run a muck. That same afternoon? I sold the first of my Real Estate Ethics Lessons. Serendipity?
The Final Frontier: July 2020
Done with realtors I was back on the market as a DIY FSBO. And, back in control. Covid-19 actually helped me out. Buyers and agents had to email provide written proof of funds first. After I approved, they could view my home…wearing masks, gloves, shoes off, no kids, adult buyers only. That worked to save my sanity of lookers. Some agents were not allowed entry due to lying, arguing and more rude agendas. They wore me out.
Out of this craziness came a difficult sale. The buyer was determined in spite of her sabotaging agent who was clueless to rural properties. The buyer caught on told her agent to ‘stand down’. I forged ahead orchestrating the closure. Amid the vast fires my home sold on Sept. 30. Oct 1. I escaped and never looked back. See. When you know the worth of your home and believe in it. And you have clarity about what you want and stick to it, the universe delivers.
There were advantages of taking 3+ years to sell. Truthfully, it took time to let go. Also, as I explored towns, my mind changed where to live many times. As well, I evolved. And so did my expectations. Instead of thinking of a forever home, my ideas became fluid, more flexible. It didn’t stop me from being discerning. My desires had been well placed out in the cosmos. I trusted it to deliver. And IT did. My next property came with all my dreams attached. It was worth waiting for!