Make the Gringo squeal like a Pig.

[Randoskie]

It's been over a week since we started escrow, the buyer just called and asked if I had heard anything from Title.
I told him no, but that's a good thing.
It's the waiting that kills, never know if some last minute chingo from the abyss will come up to teach you some humility or worse.
It can be scary when the bank account is limping along & in dire need of a booster shot.

[Randoskie]

The sellers son Kevin told me a few weeks ago that he was leaving the country for a few weeks and be back first week of December.
I knew this wud slow down this deal cuz we need him to help his elderly Mom thru this transaction.
Yesterday my buyer Efren txts me that he drove by the property and some people were tearing down the outbuilding and loading it up. Efren took photos of these perps and the shed they were tearing down. He says these people tell him they are related to sellers in New York and have permission.
Well today I send a txt to Kevin asking if he's back in town. He replies he just arrived, I ask about the outbuilding and the neighbors and he tells me nobody has permission to remove anything and he was going to talk to his mom to confirm.
Later today he tells me his Mom says that neighbor guy is named Tom and its her distant cousin and that blanket blank definitely does not have permission to be on property and remove jack sprit. He also tells me to contact the police.
I relay the message to Efren and he was headed over there. He tells me he knows where they live.
I havnt heard anymore, but this is the kinda thing that cud screw up the deal.
Also Kevin tells me they received the Title docs but title spelled Moms name wrong and he's waiting for title to send the corrected purchase contract.
So, if everything from this point forward goes halfass smoothly, this deal might close b4 Xmas.
Stay tuned.

[Randoskie]

The seller is txting asking if I've heard anything. The buyer is txting asking the same. My partner Bob tells me the ladies running their late fathers Title Company are retiring this month. It seems these Title gals prob got some stuff going on.
I tell my buyer Efrin to hang tight, and just now the seller says he just received the documents and will get them Notarized and out the door. it's the deal that goes on forever. Meanwhile, its the waiting that is torture..

[Randoskie]

I wud have thought this deal wud for sure close b4 the new year, the buyer Efren txts me and asks if I've heard anything from Title, I say no, wat the heck is the delay? Have they called you in to sign the final docs? He replies no, & says, I'm gonna call them.
The next day I txt him back and he tells me that Title is waiting on one last document from seller.
It's a bit scary, sometimes the longer these deals take the more chance of it going belly up..
I txt Efren that I wud get the seller in gear.   
Then I txt Kevin in New York and ask him wat documents is the title company needing?
Kevin txts me back right away that his Mom had missed 2 signatures and he says it shud be going back out today,
except, a serious ass snowstorm is hitting the entire East Coast & we are right in the middle of it.
I forgot to ask if he had snowshoes and artic boots & coat.
I'm ready to put this baby to bed.

[Randoskie]

The wholesale deal that took 3 months, Imagine this, the elderly seller in New York, the buyer ready with funds. A small county escrow company, 2 elderly sisters that took over the business from their late father, a small farm house w a few acres, and the well is dry, renegotiations, and let me tell you about these escrow ladies, they are slow, I don't even have a smart aleky coment that their as slow as.
One of the Title ladies named Leslie called me yesterday and said she had a check for me and wanted to know if she shud mail it. I of course decided to drive the 1 hour to this little sleepy town to pick it up. Let me describe this picture, the title company is actually a very old house, on main street, train tracks in the middle of the street,  it was painted nice with flowers and a beautiful sign. Inside it had the creakiest front door and the floor was the original 1920's oak flooring and squeaky, it was all nice, but then Leslie is not there, and the other lady can't find my check, she calls Leslie and she says she forgot to sign it and put it out, then the other Lady Karen, can't find a pen.
Can you imagine them getting my check in the mail in this century?
Really exciting to see that check for 15,000 buckaroos. Pay some expenses and I still got a good chunk.
Let's make some Money....

Rando

[javipa]

Five grand a month?  FANTASTIC!