A contractor, a can of spray paint, and a dog that wonders why. Isn't this how all home remodels begin?
I love a fixer. Doesn't everyone? My daughter teases me, that the uglier they are the better. She would know, she's been tolerating my passion for 35 years. I remember one time when I brought her to the house of my fixer dreams. Tears welling up in her eyes, she said "You aren't going to make us live here, are you?". It was a bit of a Cinderella story. Needless to say it all turned out in the end.
Just over four years ago I found my next victim. A 1960's D'Alfonso on the Riviera. The view was amazing, and the house had potential. I could see past the yellow and operating room green walls, parquet floors and aluminum windows. I had on my rose colored glasses.
Today the windows are gone, the walls have disappeared and Cinderella is on her way to the ball. Stay tuned for more updates.
After touring the factory I now have a new found love for Porsche. I always knew they were special, but seeing each and every engine coming down the line being built by hand was impressive. One technician follows each engine from start to finish with a real sense of duty and pride. Call me naive, I just did not understand the care and detail that went into each and every car.
Our guide was fantastic, he was just as enthusiastic as the tour attendees who heralded from all over the world. The farthest coming from Singapore.
The tour began in the leather sorting room. Each hide is carefully gone over by hand. The technician maps the flaws on each individual piece which is entered into the computer and bar coded for the trip to the cutting room. The pieces are cut with a high pressure water system so as not to tear the hide.
His car is now on display at the museum. The front passenger seat was removed and a roof rack added for items necessary for the trip.
Sellers are people, too. Many are motivated by more than just reaping the profits of a sale. Most have long personal histories with a home and many have a compelling desire to see their legacy carried forward by the future owners of their home.
In our work we have seen countless examples of buyers who didn’t write the best offer or the cleanest deal win out because they wrote a passionate letter about their personal interest in a property and how they might use it in the future. Whether starting a family, seeking shelter from a tragic event, or simply a replace to retire, the well-told story of personal need can touch heartstrings of many a seller and sway the deal in a buyers favor.
Our advice to buyers:
Take the time to carefully write a letter that tells your story in a way that will appeal to the humanity of the seller. A little heartfelt effort might swing the deal in your favor.
Fun for the family
Up and Down
Ghost Village Road.
Ghost Village Road
October 31, 3PM to 6PM
Grab the kids, dress up, and enjoy the fun!
“Elections belong to the people. It's their decision. If they decide to turn their back on the fire and burn their behinds, then they will just have to sit on their blisters.”
― Abraham Lincoln
This amounts to only 6% of the population!!
In 1870 The Fifteenth Amendment allowed Non- white men and freed male slaves the right to vote. Southern states suppressed the voting rights of black and poor white voters through Jim Crow Laws.
Vivian Moss, is 99 this year, she was born in 1919 just a year before women won the right to vote. Vivian is the mother of my good friend Barbara. I have been fortunate to be able to spend many wonderful days with her, such an incredible woman.
She has lived her life with great optimism despite the hard times and tough challenges. She rose to become a beacon of hope for women in the TV industry,
- She has always fought the status quo.
- She marched for women and social justice
- She stood up with courage to any hint of her own #metoo moments.
- She was a GI girl during WWII
- A writer of Quiz Shows in the early days of TV
Hard to believe but adults aged 18-21 did not have the right to vote until 1971.
This was enacted in response to Vietnam War protests, which argued that soldiers who were old enough to fight for their country should be granted the right to vote.
Through the years people have fought for the right to vote. Why is the voter turnout so low today? We need to be responsible to ourselves and our country. It is your right to vote. Go out and do it!
We represent the sellers of a home in Summerland. The buyers had requested the gas company check the appliances to make certain all were functioning properly. The gas man turned off the water heater. It was sitting on the floor of the garage with an open burner. Modern day water heaters have a closed burner system. You don't have to worry about CO2 build-up.
So what does this have to do with hiking?
Buyer and Seller had negotiated a deal for raising the water heater 18" off the ground. Seller gave Buyer a credit, for Buyer to complete work after close of escrow. We only had a couple of days before close, and it seemed simpler for Buyer to take care of this in a more leisurely way.
I call the water district. They had been there late Wednesday afternoon reading the meter for the final billing. They noticed water streaming from the garage, and shut the main off as a cautionary measure. The water heater had failed.
I have to perform the "pull the rabbit out of the hat trick."
With only 24 hours before close three
things need to happen.
- Have the water turned back on
- Hire a plumber to install a new water heater
- Reschedule the cleaners for later that day
I arrived back at the house at 5 o'clock to check in on the cleaners and lock the doors. They weren't quite finished and needed another hour or so.
Oliver was with me. He always loves a run up a trail. Greenwell Preserve was just a few minutes away. It is a sweet little neighborhood trail leading from the bottom of Greenwell to Ortega Ridge. You can make it a loop by walking along Ortega Ridge for a bit and then down Greenwell.
It's now Friday morning, and I am waiting for the call from escrow to confirm closing. It was an eventful day yesterday. I'm glad I was able to get it all done.
I like being a Realtor, it has its perks.
It’s all about the views. However, we don’t have much yard for a garden, and it is always a struggle to get back up the hill after a long bike ride to Carpinteria and Gobenador Canyon loop.
Preserving the views can be a challenge. Always with the hopes that your neighbors will cooperate with your request for tree trimming. Thankfully we have such neighbors, no complaints here. We just had the oaks trimmed, and I started to wonder, where did all these trees came from.
It wasn’t until the Riviera Company purchased the old Hawley Heights tract that everything changed. The chairman and majority stockholder, George A. Batchelder of Atherton, became known in the years to come as “the father of the Riviera.”
Batchelder also imported Italian stonemasons and hired Joe Dover of Santa Barbara to supervise the quarrying of field stone and the building of the beautiful stone walls, gates and stairsteps that line the Riviera streets and homes today.
Saturday Morning Ritual
That caused me to stop and think about my roots as a native Minnesotan. Minnesota has great farmers markets—from Memorial Day to Labor Day. But there are no good tomatoes until August 1st --and they are all pretty much gone by Labor Day. That's Minnesota.
Colorful fall okra at the market
Fruits, berries, vegetables, fresh eggs and poultry. Pistachios, fish, even whole fresh ginger plants.
Its not just the variety. Its the flavors! There is nothing like peach fresh from the tree or an heirloom tomato straight from the garden. Who knew what a real avocado could taste like?
And that get’s me to the Santa Barbara Farmers market. Every Saturday, year-round, until 1PM area growers present some of the most amazing produce.
End of the summer's peaches
The bounty of fresh foods changes with the seasons creating an opportunity for the enterprising cook throughout the year
I wonder what I'll find this week.
Pamela-Real Estate Romantic