In my past thirty years of real estate experience, I've learned so many things. One thing I continue to learn is to never say, "I've seen it all." Just about the time I say that, I can hear a distant voice off in the shadows say, "Here, hold my beer."
This week, my selling client received a letter from his HOA telling him that he did not get permission to install a fence on his property. In the letter, it points to HOA policy that requires owners to submit an application prior installing any type of fence. My client called and asked if I knew he now had a fence. Of course I didn't, but the photo he sent showed a fence.
I sent the buyer's agent the following email:
You're not going to believe this. Actually, if the HOA hadn't sent a letter, I may have missed it, but some contractor put up a fence at 131 Main St without the homeowner's permission. The Main Street Homeowners Association sent a letter to the seller referencing it and threatening action. Of course, all of us went over to see what in the world she was talking about. And, there it was. I guess the contractor got the wrong address, since the owner didn't order the fence or railings. I can have it removed before closing if your client doesn't want it. Let me know.
I'm sure you've figured out by now that the buyer had the fence put up. He also went into the unit, turned the heat up and left the lights on. How did he get the lockbox combo? Hmm? I put two lock-boxes on my listings. One if for home inspectors and appraisers and the other for agents. The only way to access the property is to have an ekey or a combination. There is no way around it.
The buyer's agent called me instantly breathlessly trying to figure out what happened. I really have a good idea, but I'll accept her explanation which left me with more questions than answers. Fortunately, the seller is a good sport and is willing to overlook the intrusion into his listing, and we're off to closing shortly. The HOA is also cooperating and the seller is not being fined. Never say you've seen it all, because somewhere off in the distance someone is saying, "Here, hold my beer."