Wasn’t it just the best January morning to drive to work with it being in the 20’s and rapidly moving above freezing again? Oh how many of us remember the late December and early January days where the highs were well below zero. Being out early enough, gave me an opportunity to get my car washed without having two or three cars waiting ahead of me. As always, I do try for at least one day, to keep from being near any puddles or trucks spraying salty water on my vehicle.
When I arrived at my office, I’d noticed a number of emails and phone messages waiting for my response. Yes, it was definitely a classic first Monday of the month where wants and needs are always the greatest. It’s no wonder many professionals don’t schedule appointments for their Mondays because of the number of walk-ins and phone calls they receive which keep them plenty enough busy throughout their Mondays.
Around 9:30 a.m., I met the buyer of a Prairie Place on 1st units, so she could do her final walk-thru on it before we had to meet for our closing at an attorney’s office. All looked good, and while there, I gave her some additional information that would help get her all the more up to speed with the little things that most people don’t think of until they’ve move in. Since most of the residents were in the community room having their Monday morning coffee together, I introduced to them the new addition to their community. I soulfully assured them that she’s going to be yet another fine addition to their delightful group.
The closing went seamlessly well to where we were only there for about a half hour, which was fine by all of us because I was certain the buyer already had her day planned for moving some of those smaller boxes into her new unit. Since the unit she purchased faces south and west, once she’s settled in, and the winter sun is shining brightly, she’ll be ever-loving of all the natural light flooding within.
After my closing, I grabbed a quick bite, and then headed up to Plymouth to show my listing at 508 Bridge Street. It was a pleasant drive, but once again, I’m reminding everyone that Plymouth is really not that far from Mason City, because it took me exactly 15 minutes to get to that home from my Downtown office. And to think it takes longer than that for some of our City’s residents to get from where they live to their workplaces, which is due to the number of morning stoplights which can be exceptionally annoying to the point of swearing we spend more time waiting at a number of them, than it would’ve actually taken to drive there non-stop.
The prospective buyers spent a good amount of time investigating the home, and I’m of the belief there is some interest due to their asking all the more questions than most casual lookers do. The both of them were amazed at the size of the upper floor hallway which I’ve personally, rarely ever found. They were also surprised when seeing all the outdoor storage it offers with there being a double attached garage, a heated workshop, and another shed attached to the garage that’s big enough to store a vehicle. We’ll see if there’s a call-back from them for a second showing in the near future.
When I arrived back at my office, I had just enough time to return calls, and then head out to meet some buyers at that “caught in time” home which I spoke about several days ago. That showing also went well, while being all the more cautionary with the buyers about the amount of time and money it would take to get it up to the standards most buyers are demanding in these times.
With it being my second visit, I was noticing all the more curiously odd living arrangements that old gent must’ve endured those many years. First of all, we couldn’t see any spot in or near the kitchen where there would’ve been a refrigerator, which meant he must’ve had to go to grocery nearly every day to buy perishables, and upon closer inspection of that kitchen sink, we discovered that just recently, someone had removed its kitchen cistern pump from the countertop next to that singular hot water faucet sticking out of the wall.
When I was there the last time, I did notice when walking down its rickety basement staircase, a brick cistern located in the crawl space under its kitchen. I can’t imagine someone just recently living in a vintage home here in Mason City, and actively using a cistern for wash water on a daily basis. I’m sure whomever removed that cistern pump, also disconnected the downspout that was feeding water to it from the roof guttering. Talk about living history!
Believe it or not, all the more big-ticket newer homes out West, have underground cisterns where they collect rainwater which they use to water their lawns and gardens. It does make sense when considering how much higher water bills are in areas where the use is greater. I personally think more people should consider collecting rain water for outdoor use, because the aquifers in some areas of our country are not keeping up with the ever-growing demands.
Just remember, back before water softeners were introduced, to have your own built-in basement cistern, was a luxury back in those days. I’m sure you all know what it feels like to wash yourselves with very hard well water, and if you think Mason City’s “hard water” isn’t that hard, you mustn’t forget that our tap water has already been “weakly” softened at our own expense, and duly reflected in our monthly water bills.
Tonight’s one-liner is: Never does nature say one thing and wisdom another.