My partner and I started thinking about moving in the spring, but there just didn’t seem to be any houses that we liked. By early fall, we were about to give up, when Elena Slobbe, a real estate agent from Royal Lepage Lannon Realty, telephoned me. She was extremely helpful and optimistic and by the end of the conversation, I was thinking that maybe she could help us. In a very short time, we found a house in a nearby community that met all our needs. Best of all, our first offer on it was accepted.
The harder part was selling our house. After the open house we had a offer from a young man, which we accepted. Later that week we were told that the young man which I will call “cold-feet”, and an inspector, would be taking a more thorough look at our residence. And that they’d respect our property and take their shoes off, as we keep a very tidy house. Well, not only did “cold-feet” and the inspector come. But cold-feet’s parents, a child of about two or three years old, and another young man also decided to tramp through our house. Except for the times that the toddler was taken outside to run all around the neighbour’s property, like she or he owned it, these six people were in our house for about an hour and a half. They left dirt and leaves all over the floors. They used one of our dining chairs for a ladder to get into the attic. And after they were done looking in there, they left the debris from the attic on the floor. One of my personal linen closets that isn’t being sold with the house, had been tampered with. Leading me to wonder what other personal items these rude people may have been looking through.
I was livid and immediately called our real estate agent. Elena, bless her heart, should have just hung up on me. But instead, she agreed I had a right to be upset. And let me rant on and on about cold-feet and his unruly clan. The real estate agent that represented cold-feet also called me, and left a message apologizing, As she, like Elena, had been led to believe that the inspector and the prospective buyer were the only ones that were going to enter our house. In my opinion, this inspector was the only one at fault. His conduct was clearly unprofessional and I am now looking into filing a formal complaint about him with the Ontario Association of Home Inspectors. If I don’t get any satisfaction there, I will seriously consider listing his full name on my next blog. So that other naive homeowners won’t go through what we did.
After the cold-feet disaster, more people came to the see house. But none of them made an offer. One of the biggest complaints they all had, was the house was too small. Which baffled me, because it clearly stated in the advertisement it was only 700 square feet. And I’m sure the real estate agents that brought these perspective buyers through our house, would have mentioned it in advance. The most hilarious complaint, was when a young couple came through and said that the house wouldn’t work out because the husband was six feet tall. People much taller than that have been in our house, and have found it quite comfortable.
Winter was fast approaching and losing all hope that we’d sell our house, we were on the verge of taking it off the market, when another young man made an offer. To our great relief, the deal went through without any drama or ridiculous demands. So if anyone out there is thinking about buying or selling a house. I’d wholeheartedly recommend Elena Slobbe from Royal Lepage Lannon Reality for the job. She’s not only a delight to deal with, but she is extremely knowledgeable about the real estate business. And she’ll always make sure your needs come first, which in these hectic times is a rare thing.