My first BRRRR ended with me writing a check at the refinance instead of receiving one
Small two bed one bath cottage in a working class part of town, the kind with a detached one car garage that leans. I paid 96k, budgeted 26k, and thought it was worth 165k fixed. This was supposed to be the deal that got me started and instead it taught me a lot for money.
What actually happened. Three weeks in, the plumber told me the cast iron lateral out to the street was collapsed at the sidewalk. That was 8,600 including the city permit and repaving. The rest of the rehab ran 4k over on top of that, so rehab landed at 38,600. With closing, six months of carry on a 12% private loan, and utilities, I was all in at 143k with 31k of my own cash and 112k on the note.
Appraisal came in at 141k. Not 165. The comps that supported my 165 were both three bedrooms and I did not know that mattered as much as it does.
At 75% of 141k the new loan was 105,750. Payoff was 112k. So instead of pulling cash out I brought about 9,400 to closing to cover the shortfall and the refi costs. The house rents for 1,250 and after the payment, taxes, insurance and a small reserve I'm keeping around 90 a month.
I still own it and it's fine. But my 31k is now 40k and it is going to sit there for years.
What I'd do differently: get a sewer scope and a full plumbing look before closing, not after, because the 8,600 was findable for 250. And I'd have paid an appraiser or a decent agent for a real ARV opinion instead of picking comps myself, especially since bedroom count moves the number more than square footage does around here.