How Much Love is There in the Pride of Homeownership?
Thinking back on my first home purchase. I was not a Realtor. My close friend was going through a divorce. She was going to sell her cute row house close to both our parents. I was just 1973 I was married with a gorgeous two year old daughter Johanna. The house was $21,000 both our parents helped us with the $1,000 each and we had some money saved. My husband worked at an attorney office who took care of everything.
Six years later there was now a nine month brother Eric and we decided to move. We now had a considerable amount of equity in the house. The interest however were very high around 18%. I did find a very nice lady Realtor. She worked for Fox & Lazo (now Berkshire Hathaway) She found a cash buyer right away for top dollar. I respect her even more thinking back as I wanted to live in a townhouse in Neshaminy Valley Bensalem that was not her area and she referred me to another agent in Bucks County. The problem was he did not listen to what I wanted. He was more comfortable showing me singles in Levittown. He would also make pit stops to his own house in Levittown.
Being who I am this was a big turn off..This agent was foolish. I was ready to buy he did not listen .Always listen to your clients wants and needs.
I started looking in the newspaper this was way before computers. I found a "for sale by owner" I loved it. It had every thing I wanted plus it was a hop skip and a jump from the Elementary School. I took my husband Joe he loved it too and again we had the attorney's handle the sale. Also the sellers bank was willing to give us a 15% interest rate. Wow what a great deal
To make along story short I decided to go back to work once both of my children were in school. So I took a vocational guidance test. Real Estate Agent was top of the list. The rest is history ---
After a year at Realty World I went to Re/Max. One day builder representatives came in the office to show us plans for a new development behind the Golf Course which was close to our office. Five of us in the office ended up buying a house there I was the first. I called Joe who was convinced we would go broke if we moved again so I did the Ben Franklin approach and showed him how we could do it. We had lived in our townhouse more than seven years and had quite a bit of equity. Especially because when we bought interest rates were high so when the rates came down prices went up. We purchased at the right time and had a nice amount of money to put down.
Real Estate was a great investment for us as a young couple. We did not buy the house of our dreams the first time but it was a nice house. We had wonderful memories there and it was a great investment.. It allowed us to step up into a spacious townhouse that today would cost a quarter of a million dollars. From there into a beautiful single house that today our daughter Johanna and my son-in law John with my beautiful four grandchildren live in with the pride of home ownership
So if you want to talk about the pride of ownership I can . Even if I do not own this house any more every-time I visit my family I feel pride . Pride that I taught my daughter how important home ownership is .Pride in how much love my son in law John puts into this house .
Pride of ownership is what you put into a house it gives back to you -
Most of ALL PRIDE of Ownership is how much LOVE is in Your House
I have always had compassion for my clients when they moved I understand the stress of packing ,turning on utilities ,change of address , dealing with movers , mortgage companies, title companies and all the stress that is involved in the moving process .
What type of agent do you want to represent you ?
If you are looking for an agent who will understand and work hard to make it an
easier transition for you please contact me
hannahremax@gmail.com
215-820-3376
This post is an entry to Debe Maxwell, CRS challenge Pride of Homeownership
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