I first became interested in real estate when, at the age of six, I found the nest of a Winter Wren (a tiny bird) deep in the woods.... seriously.  No one is more vocal about their real estate needs than birds! Around that same time, my mother and I spent summer Saturdays visiting open houses in the rapidly growing suburbs of Seattle, just for fun, my mother often pointing out signs of shoddy workmanship in the new developments that were explo...