Caped Catsader

I spent the better part of my day saving two cats.

The assholes we finally got out of The McCarty house left them behind with no power, heat, or much food. We called a couple shelters and finally found the Michigan Anti-Cruelty Society (MACS). We called on Saturday, but they were closed Sunday and Monday.

It wasn’t until today, when we were headed to the house, that we were able to swing by MACS and borrow two live traps and some bait (aka cat food). When I got the The McCarty house I saw both cats upon entering (we think there are just two), and as I was setting the traps one of them came running at the sound of food.

We headed down the street to take marketing photos of a nearby house, came back, and found we’d captured one of the cats. The other trap had fired, but it was empty. So I reset that trap and we headed back to MACS to drop of cat number one.

I then went home, waited a couple hours before coming back, and found this little guy waiting for me:

I was able to get him to MACS before they closed.

This took up the bulk of my day, and it’s not something I’d have foreseen myself doing as a product of purchasing real estate, but I’m glad both cats are now safe and hopeful they’ll find loving homes.

The folks at MACS are terrific people, and clearly care about animals. I don’t know much about them, but I’m glad to see Detroit has a resource like this.

Section 8 scramble

We had our first section 8 inspection last month. It happens annually, but this is the first one we’ve had to go through. I didn’t suspect anything major would crop up, because I’m already pretty familiar with what The Great Greydale needs.

Here’s a punch list of required repairs:

  • Bathroom: Repair faulty electrical, repair clogged sink drain, re-glaze peeling tub
  • 2nd Floor Bathrrom: Repair clogged toilet, re-caulk tub
  • Building Exterior: Clean out gutters, replace furnace filter

The inspection was done on the 22nd, and we should have checked our PO Box sooner, but we’re now left scrambling to get these repairs done before the 17th when they’ll return between 9am and 5pm (super helpful window).

According to the notice, we also need to get it rental certified before June. That shouldn’t be too much of a pain, but it’s yet another thing to do.

Thoughtful thieves and dirty photos

I hate being woken up by my phone vibrating. Ninety-nine percent of the time it’s a spam caller, so I’ve grown accustomed to rolling over and blocking it out.

Today was the other one-percent.

When I woke, about an hour after the call, I saw that it was actually our live monitoring service for our security system we have in place on our Somerset house.

Not good.

I’ve had false alarms before, but this one felt different. For one, the app showed that the basement motion detector was triggered.

Really not good.

I knew my handyman would be at the house around 9:00am, so I texted him and asked if he’d let me know what he found when he got there.

The electrical meter had been tampered with:

It’s unclear if they were intentionally trying to cut the power before entering or damaged it by climbing on it to get in through the window. The back window was the clear point of entry. The thieves had pushed on it hard enough to both crack it and pop the locks on the inside, allowing them to push it open.

Of course, the water heater and furnace were stolen. They also snipped the cord to our inside camera, and ran water over some of the alarm equipment. But those still work.

Then they locked the door on the way out. Such thoughtful thieves!

This is the second time I’ve had a break in and theft. It’s not fun, and I don’t suppose it will ever be. For now, sadly, this is the cost of business when dealing in Detroit.

After checking in with my handyman I headed over to The McCarty House to meet a junk removal and demo crew so they could take some photos and give us a quote. I’m happy to report that the stove was no longer on, and the house seemed to have been undisturbed since I was last there.

Here’s a link to the photo album our crew took. Getting this baby cleaned out will feel good.

Upward and onward.

Still burning

I went down to the Somerset house today, the one we recently evicted our inherited tenants from, in an effort to get some photos to list it for rent. It’s not quite there yet, so I punted on the photos. We have a fantastic handyman doing the final touch-ups, and I love him, but I wish he had another guy to help him move a bit faster.

Since I was there I asked Joe, our handyman, if he’d like to come take a look at our next couple projects since they’re just down the road. He obliged.

Our first stop was The McCarty house and, to my surprise, upon entering the back door, all four burners on the gas stove were on full blast again. There was also a mattress on the floor in the dining room that definitely wasn’t there before.

I went outside to check the garage to know more, recalling that my locksmith had said, “Ha, there’s a car in the garage!”, when we were there changing the locks. I hadn’t bothered to look at it, mentally blocking out that PITA (it’s not easy getting rid of an abandoned car, apparently) for the meantime.

The car was gone. I guess that was the good news.

Whoever was crashing at the house (I had a feeling it was Ms. McCarty’s son), was getting in through an unlocked window in the back of the house. That was evident by the five-gallon paint can that was sitting just below it.

It was trash day, so we got rid of the bucket, locked the window, and I had Kaitlin text Ms. McCarty alerting her that the next time we found someone in the house we’d be having the police come to pick them up.

She had, “no idea” what was going on over there (of course!), but hopefully that’s the last we see of anyone.

Fire sale

We listed the Fire House for sale today. It’s actually on the MLS. A friend is helping me attempt to move it, but I have no idea who’d want it.

Ok, that’s not entirely true. I am in contact with two, clearly psychotic, individuals that want the house. Neither has the money to buy it outright though, and we really don’t want to hassle with a land contract unless we have to.

The house is gorgeous though. I hate seeing such amazing homes burned out or in complete disrepair. But it’s all over Detroit. It makes me sad, but it’s also part of the fun being able to bring these homes back to life.

The Moldy McCarty House

Since winning a few houses in the Detroit tax auction, we’ve been working through the legal process to vacate the current occupants. It’s not quick.

Before filing a 30-day notice to vacate we had to wait for the deed. That took about a month in itself. Then we had to wait the full 30-days before filing with the court (nobody leaves the house during or after the 30-day notice). At that point, you wait for a court date, wait another couple weeks for the date the court orders the occupant to be out, and then cross your fingers they actually leave so you don’t have to file an actual eviction and have a bailiff out.

Basically, it’s the same process as a standard eviction. The only difference between vacating an occupied auction purchase and a rental tenant is you don’t have to file a 7-day pay or quit notice. You also generally don’t have a line of communication to the tenant.

In this case, we did have the latter. The week after the auction I left a note at the home, including my contact info. Ms. McCarty (she never gave me her first name, but we did later find it on a piece of mail) contacted me and I actually visited her at the home, and talked to her about potentially signing a lease agreement.

After several weeks of the eviction process coming to a head, and excuses from Ms. McCarty on why she wasn’t quite ready to leave the house and needed just a LITTLE more time, we finally took possession today without having to bring a bailiff out.

Ms. McCarty confirmed, over text, that she was fully moved out of the house and anything left was trash.

So I entered the house today with my friend and a locksmith. It wasn’t difficult given the doors weren’t locked. I went in the back door which opens to the kitchen, the gas stove directly in front of me had all four burners on high.

The power was out, and DTE has clearly removed and locked the electric meter. Someone was still living in the house, heating it with the stove. The house was trashed with enough stuff left behind to rival the abandoned property in our first eviction house.

Worse though… the mold. It’s everywhere!

Here’s a photo of one of baseboards in one of the corners of the living room:

The basement, once clearly beautifully finished, is a moldy mess. Ms. McCarty had previously informed me that water backs up every time they do the laundry. They never resolved the issue, and it’d been going on for at least 9 months. As a result, the basement is completely destroyed with water and mold having traveled several feet up the drywall. Don’t worry, I’ll have more photos in a future post.

As it sits right now, it feels like this house was a poor buy. I purchased it thinking it was a 3 bedroom, 1 bathroom home, but it’s actually a 2 bed/1 bath. I’m going to take some time to wrap my head around this mess and figure out how we’ll proceed.

Luckily it’s in an area I really like and believe in. Now I have to go to a six-year-old birthday party at BounceU and drive to Pennsylvania.

What a way to start a weekend!

Backfire Damage

I tend to be overly sympathetic. My wife calls it having too big of a heart. Often times she’s able to reel me in and keep me from allowing myself to be taken advantage of, but not always. And while most times it backfires on me, I still maintain that I’d rather have a big heart than not.

In mid-October I managed to let my sympathy blind my judgement. A guy in a Facebook real estate investors group I’m part of, whom I’d never met, asked for help purchasing his childhood home from the Detroit tax auction.

To make a bit of a story short, I agreed to purchase the home and sell it back to him on a land contract. I won the auction for the house, paying $10,032 and about $1,100 in back taxes. I received the deed about a month after the auction (late November) and I hashed out the details of the land contract with the guy, we’ll call him Jeff, that included a $2,500 down payment.

Well, Jeff still hasn’t been able to come up with the down payment, and today I decided to go see what I own. I’d never been in the house or even driven by it. Jeff had told me there was some fire damage from his cousin (I think?) but it had been “contained to one room”.

On StreetView the house was clearly boarded up. But when we arrived the front door board was completely ripped off. The fire itself clearly was contained to the living room, but soot had traveled to other parts of the house.

  • And lots of soot yet, too.
  • The bathroom isn't in bad shape!
  • The house was wide open. It's pretty cute, too!

The house, done up well, might be able to fetch between $50,000 and $60,000. But it’s likely going to take $30,000 to get there. That doesn’t include the opportunity cost of the money or my time. And of course, there’s always the risk that I’m unable to sell it for a profit.

No big deal right? Just hold it as a rental.

That’d definitely be my plan, but the house simply isn’t located in an area I’m interested in holding long term. It’s not a terrible area, just not one I’m focused on. I never planned to own this house myself… perhaps that was a mistake on my part.

So I’m now left trying to sell the house as-is to someone that is willing to put the time, money, and work into it. Wish me luck!

What areas to focus on for Detroit real estate investing

Every week, multiple times a week, I get asked the same question, “what neighborhoods or areas should I focus on for Detroit rental properties?”. I’m usually pretty frustrated with this question because I have spent literally hundreds of hours of my time driving, walking, researching, and getting my ass kicked throughout my Detroit real estate journey.

In short, it’s cost me a lot of time and money to discover the areas that I really like, the ones that work for my goals (more on that below). Like it or not, there’s just no incentive for me to give that information out left and right. It blows my mind how many people get offended that I’m not jumping at the chance to give away my hard work for free.

But at the same time… I get it.

I had the same challenge when I was getting started last April. In fact, I got really frustrated with the agent I started working with because he wasn’t directing me anywhere.

Detroit is vast both in size and extremes of the market. There’s a lot to figure out, and it’s pretty overwhelming at first. It took me awhile to truly understand that nobody can tell you what areas to focus on, because your goals, strategy, comfort level, etc. are going to be different than the person you’re talking to.

You can go downtown, buy an apartment, and likely have little to no cash flow but play the Detroit comeback, hoping for appreciation.

You can go super low end and play the slumlord game, buying homes for <$20k and doing little to nothing to fix them up but renting them out and banking the cash. If this is you, please never talk to me. I already hate you.

You can go to super hot neighborhoods like Cork Town or some of the not as hot (but still hot) ones like Bagley, University District, and East English Village.

Or you could go down the commercial real estate route. There’s plenty to choose from!

Beyond these choices you could flip, buy and hold relatively turnkey stuff, or go the BRRR route.

When you consider all of these options and strategies, the combinations really are endless.

But let’s say our goals, strategy, and philosophies are a perfect match. I’m still not going to tell you where I’m focusing my efforts. I’m all for helping folks out, but I’m not about hand outs.

So if you want to partner and figure out something mutually beneficial… I’m open to listening.

But if you’re looking to go it alone, please don’t expect me to do the work for you. I’m happy to help with specific questions, but asking “what areas of Detroit should I focus on?” is not at all specific.

If you have a tricky situation you’re in, a specific house you’re considering, etc. I help with those situations all the time, and I’m happy to do so.

Do the work, put in the time, or be ready to work with someone who already has. That doesn’t have to be me. I’m not even sure I’m ready to partner with anyone yet. But I can always help point you in the right direction if you tell me what you’re looking to accomplish and do.

The first eviction experience

Kaitlin and I have been busy with our real estate endeavor. Perhaps too busy (more on that another time). There have been a lot of positive experiences, but there’s also been some tough lessons. This is the latter.

I recently wrote about our first “full circle” Detroit rental property. We purchased this home with an existing tenant, and if you read both of those posts I was hopeful that we could get the tenants back on track. They had a history of late rent payments and, I’d later find out, illegal water usage and possibly (I’m still figuring this one out) illegal gas usage, too.

We managed to collect two months of rent, but only after having to send a 7-day “pay or quit” notice. We weren’t so lucky the third time after some text back-and-forth with the tenants resulted in them replying “OK” after I finally stated we’d have to start the eviction process.

What followed was a nearly 2.5 month process of getting the tenants out of the property. For all you hopeful landlords out there, here’s the timeline of events:

  • September 6th: 7-day Pay or Quit notice sent to tenant after failing to pay rent by their grace period (the 5th)
  • September 13th: Tenant did not pay or move out. We hired a lawyer to send a Termination of Tenancy Notice, giving them until October 15th to move out. The cost for this was $75.
  • October 16th: Tenant still hadn’t moved, and we filed a court case to have them evicted.
  • October 23rd: We were given a court date for October 30th.
  • October 30th: The tenant appeared in court, and we received a judgement. The tenant agreed to move out by the end of November 12th.
  • November 13th: I showed up with a locksmith to regain possession of the house.

Now, that was our timeline and order of main events for this eviction. But they’re all different. There were a lot of juicy details that went on between these bullet points.

Early attempts at re-possession

Initially, I was trying to coax the tenant to move out early. The woman called me on September 30th, crying uncontrollably. She didn’t ask for anything beyond another week to move out. It was easy enough to grant, considering we had zero power at this point beyond waiting for the legal process to take root. But I played it off as if there was something imminent that would force them out of the home, and told her that I could wait one more week as long as she kept me updated. She promised she would.

It later became pretty clear this was all an act, and she was working with her husband (who was always much more aggressive but also wasn’t on the original lease) behind the scenes. I was texting back-and-forth with the tenant that same day (Sept. 30th) when her husband called me to say,

“One more comment from you and I’ll burn the mother fucker down.”

He was clearly referring to the house, and hung up before I could get a word in.

The tenant texted me on October 8th, saying they had no place to go. I sent her a list of shelters in the area. Her husband almost immediately started texting me telling me he, “I go to shelters you will see it on the news” and declaring that I need my “ass whipped” and that I should “come by and get one”.

I didn’t respond.

An attempt to stall

It was another ten days until I heard anything from the occupants. The husband texted me on October 18th saying, “Did you put in for the eviction yet, if not I can give you a date on when she will be out”. When I replied that the wheels were already in motion he simply said, “ok see you in court”. I gave him the thumbs up emoji 🙂

This was clearly a ploy to try and stall the legal process so they’d get more time to freeload in the home. Although this is our first rodeo, we’re not that dumb.

A guessing game

Once the court gave the November 12th deadline for the tenants to vacate, it became a bit nerve wracking. Clearly, the tenants weren’t very response or helpful. It’s not like they were going to keep us abreast on their progress (or lack thereof). So I started driving by the house to try and get an idea of whether or not they were still living there.

The problem is, if there’s any evidence that the tenants are still in the home, we’d have had to proceed with the final step of the eviction process: having a bailiff come out and forcibly remove them from the property. This is apparently very expensive. Friends have told me it can be between $2,000 and $4,000. Obviously, it’s something you want to avoid.

So I drove by the home on two different occasions: once in the afternoon and once at 9pm at night. I didn’t feel comfortable getting out and poking around the house due to the aggression the tenants had displayed. Instead I looked for things like lights on, activity around the house, or a car in the driveway (it was always there any time I’d been there previously). There was no evidence of any of this stuff.

Kaitlin drove by one morning at 9am and even got out of her car, prepared with a back story on why she had the wrong house if someone happened to open the door. She peeked through the windows and could see furniture, their dining table, etc.

That’s what really got me anxious. Our lawyer told us that if there’s anything left in the house we’d have to proceed with eviction unless the tenants confirmed they were out and the remaining contents were garbage.

Making contact

On November 8th, just four days before the court ordered deadline, I texted the husband asking if he had his wife’s current phone number. It changed constantly. No response.

I texted the next day, this time from my personal cell number (I used an app with a local Detroit number for all my tenant correspondence). But I used a different tactic. I told him that I still had their security deposit (true) that I’d like to return (not at all true) “once we have possession of the house”.

An hour later, after no response, I tried calling him from my Detroit phone number. I was shocked when he picked up. But I was even more floored that he was calm, level headed, and said they’d be out by the 12th. I wouldn’t have believed him if he hadn’t quickly said, “or else the bailiff will be out and nobody wants that”.

Later that night he responded to the text on my personal cell, asking when a good time to meet would be. He wanted that security deposit! I kindly told him there’s no need to meet, and I’d forward it to him after I took possession of the house on the 13th and he sent me an address to mail it to. “OK”, he said.

Getting the house back

On the morning of November 13th I showed up with a locksmith to change the locks. We entered the house, and made sure it was empty. I then texted the tenant, asking him to confirm he’d moved out and the remaining stuff (there was a lot of it!) was garbage.

He confirmed all the above, and sent me a forwarding address. Somehow he thinks he’s actually getting that security deposit back!

Now we’re left cleaning up the house, doing some updates, and finding a new tenant. Here are some photos of the condition of the house when we got in:

Fortunately, you aren’t able to smell the terrible odors. There was animal (we think cat) feces in a number of rooms and a stench of urine. Food was left in the refrigerator and freezer, but the power had been out… likely for weeks. We’re pretty sure they’d been out of the house for awhile and simply didn’t feel like letting us know.

There are plenty of more pictures, none of which truly due the situation justice. But you can see them here if you’d like. Luckily, we had a great crew help us get everything out and to the dump. We also demo’d the kitchen and bathroom floors. Total cost to have all that done was $1,112.40 — ouch.

Here’s what the house looked like fully cleaned out.

The takeaway

Beyond learning about the eviction process, our biggest takeaway from this is simple: If you purchase a home with a questionable tenant in it (most inherited ones are), start the process of getting them out of there immediately!

I naively thought we could get the tenant back on track and paying rent on time. Too often I give people the benefit of the doubt. In the end it didn’t really cost us much more money (we would have gone through the same timeline regardless), but we’re now dealing with turning over a home during winter. That’s not ideal.

Next steps

Now that the house is cleaned out we’re having it deep cleaned. The house is still extremely gross and needs some love before we can even think about painting, etc. That’s going to cost us another $400 and is scheduled for Wednesday.

Next, we’ll be tiling the kitchen and bathroom floors. Once done we’ll be getting the bathroom tile and tub re-glazed, refinishing the hardwood, painting, and knocking out a few small items around the house (hanging doors, securing handrails, replacing a downspout, etc.).

I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s another month before the house is fully ready. The good news is we expect to bump the rent a fair bit from what the previous tenant was wasn’t paying.

We’re looking forward to picking our own tenants and hopefully not dealing with this situation for a good while.

Thankful for evictions

Late yesterday afternoon I received a call from an eviction attorney we work with. They’d received “four messages in the last 24 hours” from a lawyer representing a client that occupies a home we purchased in last month’s Detroit tax auction. I left a note at the house just after we won the auction. I simply stated I was the new owner and would be happy to try and work something out for them to stay if they wished. My name and phone number were included.

I didn’t hear anything for two weeks, so we filed a 30-day termination of tenancy giving the occupants 30-days to move out before court action. That 30-day period expires on December 2nd.

I didn’t hear anything… until yesterday.

The lawyer had a sob story about how the occupants have lived there for 39 years, went through divorce, got scammed by someone claiming to help her purchase the home at auction, etc. While I sympathize, I ultimately don’t care anymore. Everyone has a story.

Still, I was willing to work with them. The lawyer asked if we’d be willing to sell the house back to her. That’s a hard no, because we purchased the house with the intent of keeping it for at least 10 years (likely longer). I told her we’d consider signing a lease and allowing the occupant to rent, but I quickly realized that was likely not going to happen when she asked if we’d consider “$400 or $450” for rent.

I literally laughed out loud.

I told her we’d consider it at $800. But the reality is this person hadn’t paid her property taxes for years. I don’t know how long Detroit let’s people go without paying, but I know it’s 3+ years. How would she afford to rent the house if she wasn’t paying her ~$1,000/year in property tax?

The lawyer said she’d “call me right back” because the occupant was blowing up her phone. It was hours later before I heard from her again, and she simply said she felt that this was outside her expertise and she was terminating her representation of the occupant.

Yes, it’s Thanksgiving. Yes, it sucks to be getting kicked out of your house this time of year, especially after living there for 39 years. And I almost feel bad. But I remind myself that I didn’t put the current occupant in this position, and I made every effort to try and work with her.

It hasn’t been 6-7 weeks (when I first wrote my note) that they were aware they were losing their house. They’ve known this day was coming for at least a year, but really more.

It seems every day is an adventure in the real estate business, and I love that about it.

Happy Thanksgiving.