Do numbers matter? In an address?

Do numbers matter?  I know some do, like the asking price of comparable properties, the number of bedrooms in a home, the prime interest rate, the number of times you have to try on jeans to find one pair that actually freakin’ fits.                                   

I’m sorry. Did I say that out loud?   [Sigh.]  Moving on…

What about the numbers in an address?

There’s a home for sale in my market with an address of 666 Spooky Lane (close enough).

Do you think it’s throwing off some buyers?  I do.  So do my husband and my clients.

What’s your take on it? 

I’ll take a month of doing better over 12 months of doing the same.

I’ll take a month of doing better over 12 months of doing the same, any day of the year.

That’s a mouthful, I know.  Let me explain.

For every keen, eager and, OK, sometimes  naive person who embraces the New Year’s ritual of setting resolutions for the year ahead, you’ll find a wise, learned and, yes, more pessimistic soul who shakes their head at the futility of setting goals that are likely to be broken before the calendar even flips to the next month.

I’m in the former camp: keen, eager and maybe naïve.  And I have no intention of going anywhere. 

I know that some of my resolutions will not be followed for more than a few weeks.  But I also know that some will.

And the bottom line is, I’ll take a month of trying to do better over 12 months of doing exactly the same.

I’ll take the positive effects of trying to take better care of myself in the long, cold, dark month of January over writing off my efforts at more exercise, more diligent vitamin-consumption and better eating before January even starts.

I’ll grab onto the optimism that comes with a New Year over the cynicism of believing we can’t reinvent ourselves and our worlds, at least to some extent.

I’ll take good intentions over no intentions.

And I’ll forgive myself for my foibles, along with those of the people around me, as long as I (and they) keep trying to do my best, every day, in whatever form I can, knowing that “my best” varies depending on any number of real-life circumstances.

Bring on the New Year!  I’ll try my best.  Again and again.  

Happy, happy New Year, my friends.  I hope to see more of you in 2011.

 

Honour and Real Estate: Like peanut butter and chocolate?

I’ve always been proud of what I did for a living. I was a criminologist for 18 years, and though I sometimes got flak for working for the federal government, people usually had the impression that what I was doing was honourable, that it would help make our world a wee bit safer.

When I stayed home for 5 years to raise my two sons, that too was honourable.

When I left criminology and started my Montreal home staging business, that was at least interesting and gutsy.  I thought  it was honourable too – helping homeowners get the most from their investment, and helping buyers see the true potential in a property.

And then I became a Montreal real estate agent. And something changed.  Now, when I tell people what I do for a living, I usually get one of three reactions:

  1. 1. Suspicion.  I see it in their eyes and in their body language (it’s the criminologist in me).  They want to get away from me as quickly as they can politely do so, and they certainly don’t want to divulge any personal information for fear that I’m going to add them to my “contact” list and never let them go.
  2. 2. Pity.  I experienced this recently on a trip to Los Angeles.  Without fail, every person who heard I was a real estate agent looked at me with pity.  “Oh, poor you. ” I was not prepared for this.  And then when I told them that here in Montreal, we haven’t had the crazy down market seen in so many U.S. cities, they think I’m also a spin doctor (see point above on suspicion).
  3. 3. Boredom.  Either they used to be a real estate agent themselves, or half their neighbours, friends and family members are or were.  Yawn.

I help people sell their home.  Their HOME.

And I help people find the house that will become their next home.

Home: The place where they will find peace, raise their family, seek sanctuary, create memories, gather with loved ones, find comfort, heal from wounds and mould themselves into the powerful creatures we all are meant to be.

There’s honour in that, isn’t there? There’s gotta be.

Home stagers do not hide problems!

Home stagers do not hide problems!

I know many of you believe that we do, because I’ve seen the surprise on your face when I refuse to do it.

And who can blame you for believing this when even the revered Mike Holmes, TV star and general contractor extraordinaire, puts out an article in The Montreal Gazette stating “…staging suggestions…hide real problems.”  (Which is too bad, because the rest of his article on getting your home inspected before it goes on the market was bang-on.)

Oh for the love of God.  Enough already.

If your home stager suggests that you hang a piece of art in the upper right hand corner of the wall so that it will cover the hole your sons made playing baseball in the family room, RUN AWAY! Fast.  This is not the person you want preparing your home to go on the market.

Seriously.

It’s true that home stagers bring out the best in a property. It’s true that we help show its full potential.

But we don’t use magic or sleight-of-hand to accomplish this. We use colour to make a home feel fresh and warm, smart furniture placement to show the space in a room, accessories that bring life, light so you can see, art to touch your heart.

BUT BEFORE WE DO ANY OF THAT, we tell our clients that the best bang for their buck will be to take care of outstanding maintenance issues, to fix the things that need fixing, to clean up!, to de-clutter (yes, we all have clutter) and to paint where needed to freshen things up.

At least that’s what good stagers do.

If you’re in need of a good Montreal West Island home stager, I happen to know one. She can also sell your home for you.

And she’s pretty passionate about what she does – and doesn’t – do. You can see some of that passion in this here blog of hers.

Disarmament Made Easy

I was out walking my dog yesterday, and since it was 4 pm on November 28 in Canada, it was getting dark already.

A young man was approaching me on the path. He had a dark hood over his head and long dark hair.  His eyes were focused on the ground.  He looked if not menacing then, at the very least, brooding.

As I often do in these situations – unless my spidey-sense says otherwise – I decided to disarm him.  My weapon of choice?  A word and a smile.

As my dog Maggie approached him, I said, with a huge smile, “It’s OK. She’s very friendly.”

And the brooding dark man looked up, right into my eyes, broke into a huge smile, and said, “Oh thanks. It’s OK though. I’m not afraid.”

And in that instant, he went from a dark brooding man to the friendly teenager he actually was.  We both continued on our way, each of us with a smile.

A smile and a word. They’re powerful. They help us connect with each other. They acknowledge each other’s presence and importance in the world.  They show that we care, on a human level.

Try it next time you’re at the grocery store with a grumpy cashier. Find something to say directly to her, whether it’s about the loveliness of the raspberries this week, or how her hairstyle suits her so well or how she must be going bonkers hearing Christmas music 8 hours a day. And flash your big toothy grin. She’ll be disarmed in a second because you acknowledged her as a fellow human being, one with feelings.  She’ll smile, and her entire demeanour will change.

It’s disarmament made easy. Go ahead and try it. I dare you. [Smiles.]

Art Exhibit by a Talented Artist (and Great Client): Nicole Dorion

I’ve always said I have the best clients.  I love them for their humour, kindness and humanity.  Every one is unique, and some are exceptionally talented.

Nicole Dorion is one of these.  She’s a mother and a grandmother, a wife and a sister, and an artist, a painter.

She does beautiful work with multiple subjects: landscapes, flowers, pets and even those pesky creatures called humans.  I’ve seen her paintings in person, and they’re breathtaking in their depth.  You can see samples of her work on the Beaconsfield Artists’ Association web-site.

Nicole Dorion’s paintings will be on exhibit at the Baie d’Urfé library (20551 Lakeshore) starting next week.  The exhibit starts Friday, December 3, 2010, with a vernissage from 5:00 to 7:30 p.m. that evening.  The exhibit runs until January 15, 2011.

I’ll be there next Friday.  I hope you can come too, to see beautiful paintings by a local Montreal artist who also happens to be a great woman.

The Next Best Thing Since Jeggings?

What’s the next best thing since jeggings, you ask?  Well, it could just be a calendar that answers the world’s most asked question: What’s for supper?

Cover of Jen and Jodi's Friendly Kitchen Calendar and RecipesAn artist friend of mine, Jennifer Boudewyn, and her friend Jodi Steinberg, a chef, have come up with an ingenious product: Jen and Jodi’s Friendly Kitchen Calendar and Recipes.

This calendar suggests menus for supper Monday to Friday of every week of the upcoming year, complete with recipes, side dish suggestions and…get this…a grocery list for shopping for everything you need!  AND, they assure us that it will NOT mean cooking every night of the week since some dishes are cooked in bulk, frozen and used later (they tell us when).

The calendars are illustrated by Jennifer, a most talented artist with a bright, beautiful and happy flair. The cooking talent comes from Jodi, a chef with her own catering company who also prepares the meals for a government daycare on Montreal’s McGill University campus (beside John Abbott College). The recipes are described as nutritious, flavourful, kid-tested, and made with foods that are in-season.

The cost of the calendar is $25, taxes included. They will ship to you if you’d like, at an extra cost.  I’m picking mine up tomorrow here in Montreal’s West Island. I ordered 5, one for me, one each for my sister and brothers, and one for a certain neighbour who makes the best blasted Lazy Daisy cake on the planet.

To find out more, check out their web-site. If you’d like something more action-packed, they’ve also made a YouTube video about Jen and Jodi’s Friendly Kitchen Calendar and Recipes.

Bon appetit, my friends.

The Dreaded “P” Word: Pyrite

You’ve found the perfect home for you and your family. You and the seller have come to an agreement on price.  And as a responsible home buyer, you get the property inspected.  While in the garage, and then in the basement, the inspector says, “Hmmmm, those cracks in the floor may be due to pyrite. Better get it tested to know for sure.”

At this point, you and the seller of the home will likely have one of two reactions:

“Pyrite?  What the heck is pyrite?”

Or

“OMG, pyrite?!  My world has come to an end.”

What is pyrite?

Pyrite is a natural mineral.  Traces of it are found in the rock used to make crushed stone which is used for backfill in construction.  Backfill is used under the concrete slab in the building of garages and basements.

What’s the problem?

Pyrite oxidizes when it comes into contact with air (oxygen) and moisture (humidity).  Through a serious of chemical reactions under certain conditions, some of the crushed stone used in the backfill can burst.  When the backfill contains enough rocks that are reactive to pyrite, this can lead to the backfill swelling and to the concrete itself crumbling, swelling and/or cracking.  Interior partitions resting on the slab may also heave, which may in turn damage upper floors and partitions.

The swelling is usually worse in garages, where a thicker layer of backfill is used and the stones used in the backfill are compacted so that there is very little give between them.

How bad is it?

The potential damage caused by pyrite varies from case to case.  In some cases, it is severe, where door jams on upper floors come away from the walls, interior walls develop huge cracks, and the swelling or heaving of the concrete slab can be 6 inches (15 cm) high.

In other cases, a homeowner can have absolutely no idea there is anything unusual going on, because any damage caused by the pyrite in their home seems like regular wear and tear.

How quickly does the damage show?

On average, it takes about 10 years to see any damage from pyrite.

How do I know if I have pyrite?

Standard testing procedure is now in place to test for the presence of pyrite.  I’ve used the company Pyritest before.  They follow the established protocol for testing (CTQ-M200) and will take samples of the backfill in the basement and the garage back to the lab for testing.

The results of the testing will produce what’s called the IPPG in French (or SPPI in English – pyrite swelling potential index).  This is NOT a pyrite percentage but rather an indication of the quality of the backfill material.  The IPPG ranges are as follows:

0 to 10: Negligible risk of damage foreseen due to swelling of the backfill

11 to 20: Low risk of damage foreseen

21 to 40: Low to moderate risk

41 to 60: Moderate to high risk

61 to 80: High risk

81 to 100: Very high risk 

Once pyrite is detected in a home, we are under a legal obligation to disclose that fact to buyers.

What regions are affected?

It used to be that problems associated with pyrite were found only in Montreal’s Montérégie, particularly on the South Shore.  This is no longer the case, and we now see it in Montreal West Island homes (among other areas), including parts of Dollard-des-Ormeaux and Beaconsfield.

Are all homes affected?

No. Pyrite is not generally seen in new construction nor in very old homes.  Most cases occur in homes that were built from the late 1970s to about 1990. And it depends on the source of the backfill used.

And here’s the homework… 

The West Island is my territory, and as such I want to keep you, Montreal West Island home buyers and sellers, well-informed. 

I am not, however, a home inspector nor a general contractor, nor a geologist nor a lawyer.  I therefore want to provide you with the following links for really good information on pyrite so that you can read it, digest it and form your own opinions on the matter.

Helpful resources:

The Association des consommateurs pour la qualité dans la construction (ACQC or Consumers Association for Quality Construction) put out an exhaustive but easy to read document called Pyrite and Your House.

The OACIQ, which is like the governing body for real estate agents and brokers in Quebec, put out an article on pyrite with many helpful links.

Go Maison Inc. has some helpful FAQs on Pyrite (available in French).

And the Société d’habitation du Québec (the government department responsible for housing policy and programs), has some helpful information on how to figure out whether you may be eligible for some financial assistance to help cover the cost of repairs.

The same government department has produced specific examples of how much may be reimbursed up to what home value.

And finally, here’s some information on the obligations of real estate agents and brokers when it comes to pyrite.  Remember, we have a legal obligation to disclose the presence of pyrite to buyers.

Thankful Thursday – November 11, 2010 – Remembering

A picture on the front page of The Montreal Gazette today haunts me.  It’s an old picture, from 1940. It shows a man and a woman, all dressed up, he in his military uniform, off to receive a medal from the king.  They’re both smiling; he’s being honoured for his heroic efforts in the war, and she looks so proud.

His plane was shot down one month later. He did not survive.

Poppy and Gravestones in a field in Flanders, BelgiumIt is so incredibly frightening to realize that in a moment, our lives can change forever.

My mother was a young child during the Second World War. She grew up in Poland/Russia. She remembers hearing the bombs drop and being absolutely terrified. It affects her to this day.

When I was growing up, my biggest fear was that there would be a war, and a draft, and that my father and brothers would have to go off and fight.  I was terrified of this happening.

At this very moment, men and women are at war and losing their lives, kids are hearing bombs and seeing the ravages of war and being scarred for life, and people like you and me are saying good-bye to their loved ones before they courageously go off to try to bring peace and freedom to all parts of this planet.

I am thankful I am not one of these people. And I am thankful that there are, and have been, men and women who have been brave enough to put their lives in danger in order to protect the beauty of freedom and to bring that beauty to others.

I remember. And I thank you.

 

Thankful Thursday – November 4, 2010

Today’s Thankful Thursday post is easy to pen.

In the middle of the night last night, my husband came home after an 11-day trip to China and Vietnam.

Every day, our loved ones leave us and go out and about in the world.  And every day, someone’s loved one doesn’t come back.  I am so thankful mine did, ’cause this house just isn’t the same without him…though it is much tidier.

My husband’s back, and there’s gonna be laundry.*

And I’m thankful for it.

* This line is borrowed from the title of the performance “My Boyfriend’s Back and There’s Going to be Laundry,” by Sandra Shamas, a Canadian monologuist.  It cracks me up.

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Did you know? I stage all my listings…at no extra charge. It’s part of my service package as a Montreal West Island real estate agent/broker.  I also hire a professional photographer to take photos of your home for the MLS.

Professional home staging and professional photography: two critical factors to making sure your home looks its best, both in person and on the Internet, and they’re both included when you list your home with me.



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