There’s always something to howl about.

So I’m The Bad Guy, Huh?

This particular scenario has been played out four times in the last few months, and I’m tired of the liberal application of chap-stick to my ass. It goes something like this:

 I take my overly qualified clients out on the town to look at homes. We find one they really like. It has everything they want: acre lot, built in 1969 but completely remodeled, close to town, great pool, a guest house out back for aging parents, the works.  So far, so good.

Once my clients find this fabulous house, my real work begins: protect my client’s interests. You know, do a little research on market conditions, comparable properties, the recoupable costs of remodeling, all while keeping an eye on where the market is headed. Now, it would be easy for me to seriously lowball my offer in order to protect my client from market depreciation, but I don’t actually think that’s a fair thing to do. There is inherent risk in any real estate transaction, and it needs to be spread fairly evenly in order to work. My job is to carefully balance the risk so that my clients have as little as possible. The balancing act is in shifting more risk to the seller’s plate than they might have been prepared to eat. But, if I slide over a heaping helping of steaming risk onto the seller, I have doomed and relagated the negotiation to the realm of “principle.” Arguing on principle is not an effective strategy, ever.

Consider this recent example. A certain home had been purchased in 2005 at a price of $450,000. It was in various states of disrepair and an overall delapidated condition, so the sellers decided to put $100,000 worth of (very nice) upgrades into the home.  It appears that the slab and walls are 1969, everything else (and I truly do mean everything) was 2006.  Once the home was completed in mid-2006, it was placed on the market for $669,000. By the time my clients became interested in the home, is was priced at $515,000. The sellers had been steadily dropping the price over the period of almost a year.

Here’s where my research comes in.  I determine that homes that are the same floorplan, in original or marginally updated condition, and being sold for about $400,000. Now, realizing that these particular sellers have put a lot of money into this home, I am advising my clients that the upgrades are worth something, just how much exactly?  In all likelihood (since my clients will be financing the purchase) an appraisor will not grant the sellers the full cost of the remodel. I estimated that if the sellers spent $100,000, an apraisor would likely give them about 50% of the costs.

So, in my estimation, the offer should be crafted to take into account the seller’s remodeling job, the current sales at $400,000, and a little wiggle room for depreciation factors. So, with trepidation in my heart, and a beautifully crafted letter to the agent and his clients on the front of my offer, I make my presentation. The offer was for $435,000.

You can imagine how things went. I am castigated as an unscrupulous opportunist with cheap clients. The seller’s are incensed concerning the “ridiculous low-ball” offer we wrote, and my clients don’t get the home they really want. Oh well, there are plenty of other homes in the neighborhood.