I had looked up the listing and emailed the agent, it was still not yet 8:00am.
When the phone rang I was expecting my sister, who often called early in the morning, but no, it was the agent.
“I’m sorry, but we are looking at offers for the house today at 2:30″, he explained, assuming that I would be easily discouraged . “Surely there is still time for me to see it.” I insisted. Reluctantly he agreed to meet me at 11:00. Apparently there is some sort of law that forces agents to show properties, even when they feel they have a sale in the bag. He thought when he woke up that morning that he had it all under control.
There was little time for strategizing. I called my sister. “I am sick” I declared “Real Estate fever” . “You are going to think I am crazy, but here is what I need to tell you. Quickly I described the property and it’s potential and she caught the bug. “I’m in, let’s do it”.
Now, I had a partner.
