Oh what a beautiful morning and another glorious day on the 4th of January! I’m just going to stay hopeful that it doesn’t warm too much to where the trees and shrubs think Spring has arrived early and start budding. That would not be a very good thing to happen because it’ll surely take away much needed energy required when real Spring does arrive.
Tomorrow will hopefully be a productive day where I’m hoping to have a new listing signed up and posted online. I was surprised to find very few listings coming on the market since before Christmas when seeing only one listed this week. I’m not sure if it’s because we’re still too close to the end of the Holidays, or if it going to be a sign of what’s in store for our coming Spring market.
Perhaps my prophecy of last year being a slow market which certainly didn’t happen, was possibly predicted a year too early. We all know there’ll always be a market in real estate no matter where we live, but when we don’t have incentives for people to move up or down in price ranges, that’s when a given city’s market will start to stagnate and about all that comes on the market are estates, job transfers, and people retiring and moving away.
I’m still waiting for a call from another Realtor regarding a counter-offer I sent back yesterday, and really hoping those buyers are going to accept it. When looking at what’s been selling in a similar price range, I’d say they’ll be getting a good home for the money. Hopefully I’ll hear something tomorrow.
I took the time today to walk out back to Commercial Alley and see how the boys have been doing with those steam tunnels. When I opened the back door, there before me were white plastic tents over those ditches, a big machine that must’ve been used to heat up those tunnels which was running full blast, and several men dressed head to toe in suits that looked something like people from the Center for Disease Control would be wearing when dealing with an infectious disease. They sure took their jobs seriously when removing those asbestos coated pipes from the many inter-locking clay tiles that were encapsulating them.
When I went back out there around closing time, I noticed they had all the tiles and piping removed and hauled away, so hopefully by the end of next week, my particular block of Commercial Alley should be getting put back to near normal until Spring arrives which will require them to come back and get all that concrete they removed replaced along with some landscaping that was torn out. I can certainly say those workers have one heck of a dirty job dealing with all that sticky sub-soil which is near nothing but glue-like clay.
I’m desperately hoping I have time to go to a visitation tomorrow morning which is for that dear elderly lady who passed earlier this week. I’ve been thinking about her quite a bit since hearing of her passing. There’s no question in my mind she’s in a very happy place right now just because of how good a person she was. My heart goes out to her children who’ll certainly feel a great void in their lives as time goes on. As has been said many times, “You really don’t know the real feeling of loss until a loved one is gone.” I can certainly vouch for those truthful words considering the recent loss of several who were very dear to me. We all know none of us are going to get out of here alive, so we just have to accept the fact that nothing lasts forever and continue moving forward.
A few days ago I was thinking about some of the mean-spirited things several people have done, and for the life of me, I can’t get my brain wrapped around their real intent. I’ve almost come to the conclusion that there are those who’ve been sent to this earth to make the lives of others as miserable as possible, and usually for some mindless sociopathic reasons which an average person wouldn’t be able to comprehend. Just recently heard someone speak about another whom I know very well and was shocked when hearing that person exclaim, “You have no idea the hell she’s put me through!” I couldn’t have walked away fast enough because what was coming out of that person’s mouth was beyond my comprehension. I guess if you can’t get attention in a good way, there’s always that option of getting it in a bad. After hearing that, I was reminded of something a dear one once said to me which went, “If you’re wondering when is the best time to cut all ties with well-poisoners, I insist that anytime is the best time, but most certainly the sooner the better.”
Please don’t forget about my public open house tomorrow at 725 N. Washington here in Mason City. It’s a beauty!
Tonight’s one-liner is: I never gave anybody hell; I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.