Despite a fair amount of Irish blood pumping through my veins, I wasn't raised as a Catholic.
Do I have to be Catholic to suffer from Catholic Guilt?
I have always felt "bad" for things, even when I haven't done anything wrong. I sometimes feel guilty when I am just doing my job.
I feel that way today.
I wrote up an offer for a home in Naperville this morning. The listing agent had told me the sellers were "extremely motivated" before I had even showed the home to the buyers. The home was vacant. Nice, but vacant.
The sellers were already offering a nice payout for me, and they added a $2000 bonus at closing.
It dripped of desperation...
My buyers liked the home. Why wouldn't they? Great yard. Four bedrooms. Hardwood floors. Great neighborhood.
But only for the right price...
So we made an offer. It was pretty low, about 15% below the asking price.
I figured, "Why not? The home is vacant. And the sellers are very motivated."
So when I received a call from the listing agent this afternoon, I was almost expecting a flat rejection. The listing agent spent a few minutes telling me how low the offer was...
The sellers made plenty of improvements, she said. District 203 schools, too. Blah, blah, blah.
So when she countered $20,000 below the asking price, I found myself feeling sorry for the sellers.
They are probably nice people. They are losing money on this home. Such is today's real estate market.
But I have a job to do. I am not representing the sellers.
My clients are the buyers.
And today, it's the buyers that hold the cards.
To find your next home, go to my Naperville real estate website anytime.