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Monday, January 14, 2008

The Waiting Game

1/14/2008

The listing agent of the REO that I made an offer on over the weekend called to tell me she received my offer and would be submitting it to the bank. I don't see why it wouldn't get accepted, seeing that it was a cash offer for over list price, but who knows what sort of shenanigans are going on. My offer price on this one was $55,000, and I plan on marketing it for $59,000. I don't think it will be hard to sell at that price- it's a 3 bedroom block home in a semi-decent neighborhood. Now I just have to wait....

Oh, guess who called me Friday asking if I had any properties available....... Crazy Caroline! Can you believe it? She said she's in buying mode again, and told me to send her what I have. One of my wholesaler buddies just got a property in one of the areas she likes, so I sent her the info and she went to check it out this afternoon. I should be hearing back from her tomorrow. Who knows, maybe we will end up being friends after all, and one day while we are having mimosas over brunch I will tell her all about my blog- how I refer to her as "Crazy Caroline" in it, and how when I first met her I hated her guts and thought she was possessed by the devil.

Hehehe.


1 comment:

Trisha#1 said...

Friends with the crazy lady? Maybe after she drives you crazy first! Then, you'll have so much in common!

Working in a client-oriented field opens you up to abuse from people you can't believe, like Crazy Caroline! I could tell you stories, although I shouldn't.

There was one young Harvard educated Vice President at my last job that needed computer help. The issue was a little basic for my position, but the helpdesk couldn't kiss ass in person--so, they sent me, lucky me. I stood behind him at his desk and said, "Now, click there on My Computer to get to that drive." He spun around and gave me a dirty look, saying, "YOUR computer? What do you mean by THAT?!?"