Who can resist this adorable Sacramento downtown bungalow? Built in 1927, this is in a row of vintage bungalows, close to Southside Park. Perfect for a first-time homebuyer or an investor. All fixed up and ready to move into.
The seller says the roof was installed in 2011. All the major work has been done on this home. It oozes curb appeal.
Look at all the cabinet space in the kitchen. And the cabinets are tall, they reach the ceiling. Newer vinyl flooring and a space opposite the cabinets for a breakfast nook.
This agent to agent referral in Sacramento is a new occurrence for me. I mean, I have a small group of agents I consider if I ever need to refer a seller to somebody else. Which is rare. At times, there are some sellers we elect not to work with. But we would not refer those to a friend. Maybe a referral to an agent we don’t much care for. I spotted one of those agents today who listed a rejected listing. You know, the pushy, aggressive, so rude, how do they ever stay in business kind of agents. If I had thought of that agent when we rejected the seller, I would have referred the seller in that direction. However, the seller found the agent the seller deserved. Without any help from me. How win-win.
Nobody ever asks themselves, why would Elizabeth Weintraub want to list that home in Sacramento? That’s because most sellers figure all listing agents want to list every house they can get their grubby little paws on. But that would not be true about this Sacramento listing agent. There are listings I don’t want to take. For starters, I don’t want to list a home if the seller doesn’t need my help or won’t listen to my advice. If a seller believes she already knows exactly how to sell a house, she doesn’t need a listing specialist. She might need a stiff drink, but not a specialist.
No way was I expecting to find a young man standing on my front steps proclaiming himself to be a Land Park specialist. He was dressed pretty spiffily, if you ask me. I, on the other hand, looked like a crazy homeless person. In the heat in Sacramento, I have not bothered to blow-dry my hair since last May. Well, I spent 3 weeks at our house in Hawaii in June, so certainly no blow-drying or styling my hair there. Nobody cares. And it’s just been too hot in Sacramento, so I twist it into a bun and clip or wear in a ponytail. When my hair is down and curly, I look like the wild man of Borneo.
Before I talk about our not quite the fourth of July open houses for this year, please note the lovely photo of Compass Box The Circus Blended Scotch Whiskey. This was my dessert after dinner at Canon in East Sacramento on Thursday for my non-retirement birthday. I imagine it wasn’t cheap but I wouldn’t know since my husband treated. This is a limited edition, fewer than 2,500 bottles released in 2016.
He also gave me a Series 3 Apple Watch, which means I can now wander away from my phone, far, far away, because the new watches run on cell coverage. I suppose you have to be careful if you wear one of those into a medical marijuana dispensary because you’re probably not supposed to. Not that I have any first hand experience, mind you, just putting out my public notice to everybody.