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Real Estate Market Sales Report - Ashburn Condominiums 2011

02-13-12

Bellevue, Kirkland, Seattle Real Estate Freddy Delgadillo with Realty Executives

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Here is the Real Estate Market Sales Report for Ashburn Condominiums 2011. Most of the sales Ashburn Condominiums were traditional sales, and a few foreclosures (REO's). If we compare original list price to sales price, you see a loss of 7% and a median days on the market of 61days.

Ashburn Condominiums Renton, WA 98055

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The BLACK arrows represent Foreclosures (REO's), the YELLOW arrow represents an Estate Sale, and the other bars are non-distressed sales (Traditional Sales)

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Ashburn Condominiums had ZERO short sales in 2011, with most of the sales being taditional sales.

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Comparing the two values of 2011, we can see that there is a price drop of 7%, but when we compare the average sold price of 2011 of $186,714 to what has sold in 2012, we see a loss of 9% in value.

There has only been one successful short sale in Ashburn Condominiums in 14 months, and we did it! Here is a link showing the SOLD listing.

If you would like to sell your condo / townhome, feel free to contact us for further assistance.

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Ashburn Condominiums in Renton just had its first successful short sale in 14 months

02-13-12

Bellevue, Kirkland, Seattle Real Estate Freddy Delgadillo with Realty Executives

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Ashburn Condominiums in Renton just had its first successful short sale in 14 months. Ashburn Condominiums has seen prices drop for townhomes and condos drastically last year compared to the year before (2010). Majority of the sales in 2011 were traditional, but when foreclosures hit the market it really took a hard hit. More and more distressed property is being listed for sale and that is putting a downward pressure on condo / townhome values in Ashburn Condominiums.

See the graphs below, they show values dropping from their original list price to their sold price by 7%, and a median time on the market of 61days. Two of the sales in 2011 were REO (Foreclosures) one was and Estate Sale, and four were Traditional Sales, with ZERO being Short Sales.

Being the only one to have closed a successful short sale in Ashburn Condominiums is amazing, knowing that many tried in 2011 and were not successful. Much has to do with me and my team as we have helped many homeowners avoid foreclosure thouugh a successful short sale. There is a system (Blue Print) that one should follow but many dont know it.

If you're having a financial difficulty making your mortgage payment, or would just like to know what your options are, please contact us directly for further assistance.

Ashburn Condominiums - Renton

107 South 50th Place # B, Renton, WA 98055

2BR / 2.5BA / 1,394sqft / Built in 2000 / SOLD $170,000 (SHORT SALE)

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Today, it's about the weather.

01-18-12

René Fabre

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Evidently we’re making national news today. Our first snowfall of the season was just a few days ago on Sunday. The weather projections are telling us there’s a lot more on the way and by the looks of it this morning, they're right. It's really coming down.

Here in the Puget Sound convergence zone we rarely get more than a day or two of snow in the winter so a lot of us don’t own studded tires or chains. What’s the point. Most likely, it’ll snow then warm up and turn to rain. Yet, once in a while the Arctic air mass just has to prove to the Pineapple Express who's boss and we get a snow dump that brings everything to a stop.

It's not that we're weather wussy's in the Pacific Northwest. It's more about hills. No matter where you're going, work, home, or the store, you gotta go up 'em and down 'em...

Watching the snow from my deck. Renton, Washington

It usually doesn't last long (thank goodness). Most of us think of it as a floating holiday. Yay, a snow day! Yet joking aside, it can be dangerous. I was downtown Seattle on one of those days. I looked up to see this double long Metro bus tobogganing down First Hill pinging parked cars like an eight year old playing with his Hot Wheels.

I'm praying for that little Honda a couple of blocks down. The one with it's rear tires screaming high C on the ice. I hope he makes it out of the intersection in time. I'll never forget the group at the bus stop, their heads moved in perfect synchronicity as they watched their bus go sliding on by...

Most natives of the Puget Sound area don’t mind driving in the snow. What we're concerned about is 'those' idiots who think they know everything there is to know about driving in this stuff and they're going to prove it. Like the one on my hind end this morning.

They’re so close you can’t see hood nor grill in the rearview mirror, just them gyrating impatiently through flapping wipers on a snowy windshield. He's venting to somebody on his cellphone about the idiot in front of him that’s driving so dang slow. “Hey, that’s me!”

So, today it's about the weather. Be careful out there, my friends.

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My dance with Shiva and other Google tales...

11-08-11

René Fabre

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I'm really beginning to get how profound Google + is and one of my dear friends, Meri Walker, has really helped me. I'm thankful for the jumpstart...

She shared a post titled, Critical Thinking Asylum with a funny remark that cracked me up. Meri asked the question:

"I'm looking for comrades in the fight to keep critical thinking alive."

I responded with, " I thought we had app's for that? ;O) You had to be there (as the saying goes) but while I was laughing, I was on a roll...

You crack me up and I'm LOL so hard my gut hurts... No, "there ain't no such thing as a critical thinking app" (and I know you know that!) ~ ((and I'm not crotchety, but admit (damn it) to getting older))... And what's that about anyway, need I complain? I woke up this morning and according to my thinking near the end of today I came in at about 60% success, 40% a fail. Not bad. But then, who's scale do we judge ourselves by?

I'm not ready for a "Watson" to tell me what to do in life. As poorly perhaps as my decisions in life may be, at least I owned them. (Or they owned me?), either is accepted. But it was me the biological, (the mostly bag of water), the human being, the one yearning to keep heart, mind, and soul connected.

One of the coolest things that ever happened to me was the online accident of how we met, collaborated, and then later met in person. I owe a debt to Matt Sweet for that. Like all of us, we're confronted with so much BS everyday and frankly I'm tired of it. If I'm stuck, that's okay, but I see all of this awesome digital onlineness as opportunity. Not a shortcut, nor an easy way out, or something to "leverage". I'm not a cyber-utopian, but I truly get the gift and how profound the possibilities are to become better human beings, do what's always been right, and to collaborate for the good of all and make it happen.

Hell, we just might save the planet and civilization. It could happen?

How do we know the internet wasn't an invention of Mother Earth to save itself from us because we've so totally screwed everything up and we're in jeopardy? Maybe she found a way to work through us, despite our weaknesses. (Oh, now there's a concept.

One reach at a time. One acceptance at a time. One embrace at a time. Each gift celebrated. Not compared to yesterday, or a promise of tomorrow. Of course I'm praying all the way that when I'm in the 'now' that's the better day I'm having and my head is screwed on right. But that's the miracle, right?. It's between you and it...

I'll take my dance with Shiva and I'm truly grateful I was invited to the floor.

And, especially in my case, I'll skip the head stuff (I spend too much time there anyhow). When I am able to listen, when I'm in my true and quiet place, I listen to my heart's desire. Does it ask me to go forward? Does it say retreat? Then I listen listen listen. Not being a chickenshit... just listening. My heart just may be asking me to do something that scares me and my mind can't find a wrapper. Call them mistakes, call them experiments, call them experience...

It's life. Ain't it awesome!

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Imagination #703324

04-29-11

René Fabre

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I've had this Imagination Rock for several years. It was given to me as a gift. It just dawned on me last evening that it had a bar code stuck on the back of it... I was a little surprised to see that it said:

WARNING Keep away from children.

I wonder what that means? You could take that a number of ways...

I'm sure the intention is to avoid any liability issues that could happen, but really... the message it conveys speaks volumes.

Append...

Okay, so after a few comments from my dear friends on AR I just have to append this, you got me going and I'm laughing so hard I can hardly breath...

Read the fine print

Ignite lighter away from face and clothing. Contains flammable gas under pressure. Never expose to heat over 49 degrees celcius or to prolonged sunlight. Never puncture or put in fire. Be sure flame is out after each use. Do not keep lit for more than 30 seconds.

You are kidding me right?

It's a ROCK! (with an imprint). It has been on my deck for 8 years in all seasons including long hot summer days. Need I now worry that rocks blow up? Let alone I've been warned to keep it away from children... What, the message of Imagination?

I can't help but think, "the inmates are running the asylum."

Once upon a time (at @ 10 - 12 years old), I was a master at the "sling". You know, a leather patch 2 inches by 4 or 5 inches, with 2 leather thongs attached. You'd grab a rock that was about the size of an egg (usually just a little smaller) and whirl that thing above your head in a counter clockwise motion then let go of one string to catapult that baby at about 50 to 60 miles an hour to a target around a 100 yards away or so. We use to position ourselves on a hillside in the woods above a pond and hurl those stones with all our might, and 9 times out of 10 I could hit the icon emblem painted on the side of any railroad boxcar dead center coming down those railroad tracks.

I'm not saying it was safe, legal, or right. We were kids and that's just the way we rolled back then. Unsupervised rural entertainment. I'm more amazed everyday I made it this far!