An Outsider

This was a whoosh day if there ever was one because from the time I arrived at the office and nearly the moment I called it quits, I was in a constant state of motion.  There’s no question North Iowa is finally awakening from its long winter slumber.

Considering the fact that if we do get any more snow, it’ll be short-lived, and with that in mind, I went out and swept all the grit and sand off the sidewalks out front.  It’s amazing how much better a storefront looks by just giving the pavement a good sweeping.  Judging by the height of those mounds of snow across the street, they’re likely going to be there for a few more weeks.

While outside, I heard something above me and wouldn’t you know it, those wicked starlings are back at it again with their attempts at making nests in the overhang of my building.  They are the most vile of birds, and the more a person reads about their ways, the more they’re despised.  Did you know they drive some of our native birds out of their nesting sites?  And they do it in such mean ways by ganging up on birds that’ve already laid their eggs.  Of course the noise they make is liken to someone scratching on a chalkboard.

I met with the most delightful gentleman today who’s moving here in May from out of State.  There’s no question they’ll be a great addition to our community.  Before he left my office I forgot to mention, “Bring friends and relatives.”  Wouldn’t it be nice if we could turn this City into a mecca for up and coming young people who’ll decide to make it their permanent home?  It’s all the more becoming a place where people get “seasoned”  in their work, and then it’s off to bigger cities and better jobs.  More sooner than later, I wish more would realize that careers are not singularly income based.

Having personally known a number of great minds who planted their roots in Mason City, I consider myself very fortunate to have learned from them.  The older ones of today aren’t quite the same as those from say 25 years ago.  Back then, they were all the more willing to freely share their knowledge with others without thinking they were high and mighty.  Without giving her last name, I’d say Velma was at the top of my list of being the most well-read and kind-hearted person who’d freely walk to her private library, grab a book, and hand it to me while saying, “I think you’ll learn much from this one.”  If you happened to pass her on the street back then, you would’ve thought she was just one of those cookie-cutter housewives who played bridge with the girls once a week and baked cookies on Saturday morning.  That was definitely not Velma.   Her daughter knew how close we were, and was kind enough to call me when she passed.  I cried.

Isn’t it amazing how quickly the stores are filling up with gardening items?  Just the few times I’ve been out, I’ve noticed seed racks having been placed in conspicuous areas. I hope all those geraniums I’ve been holding over at my office will make it to the point of getting planted outdoors.  I don’t even want to remember how many I have, but I think I could line a very long driveway with them should they all survive.  An older gent stopped in my office for a few minutes to ask about a property, and when he walked out he said, “I always get a good look at your Jade plants whenever I’m walking past your office.”  I guess it takes an outsider to remind me how conspicuous they are.  I did have to re-pot them last year because they were out-growing their pots.

I did manage to get my correspondence typed, but with all the interruptions today, I didn’t have time to quietly proof it.  That’ll be my first order of the day come tomorrow morning.  I’d say this past month has been one where I’ve written more letters and briefs than I would’ve normally created in a six month period.  In light of the amount, perhaps I’ll become all the more proficient in my future letter writing skills.

I’m hoping tomorrow’s public open house at 725 N. Washington will be a success considering how pleasant it’s supposed to be outdoors.  Some of the other Realtors have mentioned their phones are now ringing with inquiries on their listings.  Let’s hope there will be a Spring market after all.  With the moon still almost full, perhaps there’ll be even more serious buyers out and about tomorrow.

Tonight’s one-liner is:  If you have to lie, cheat, steal, obstruct and bully to get your point across, it must not be a point capable of surviving on its own merits.

Joe Chodur

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