I was happy to find the temps having reached a tolerable level today where I could do some work outdoors without having to be bundled up. You can rest assured our pleasant day was also due to there being little or no wind.
Between running errands and working on the offer which came in yesterday on one of my listings, I’d say there wasn’t much else left to do once the noon hour arrived. I’m certainly not complaining about it, because being busy is much better than working to find something to fill dead hours.
Around mid-morning, I grabbed a sold sign and headed up to my listing in Plymouth which now has its loan fully approved, and only waiting for the title work to get completed. I fully enjoyed the trip up, and made sure to take my camera with me so I could take a photo of my favorite North Iowa river. Way back when I was young and semi-good looking, I just happened to get a good “feel” for it when out pre-viewing a possible listing that happened to be located near its banks. The sellers decided to stay put, and likely because I was more captivated by the view of the Shell Rock from their patio, than the attention I was paying to their home.
Many years later, the seller who’d recently lost his wife, decided to list it with one of my illustrious competitors, and after it sold, I confronted him about not having called me. He insisted I’d never been out there, but after relaying the memories I had of both the inside and outside of his home, he was forced to acknowledge that I’d indeed been there. To this day, I’d dare not tell him why he likely didn’t remember my visit, because at the time, he was well on his way to being three sheets to the wind.
I didn’t feel the least bit sympathetic when he spoke about the un-necessary troubles he had when getting it sold. Of course I absolutely hold nothing against him for listing it with another, because I’m sure it all started off as a passing comment about possibly selling, and the “word” was quickly passed on to that agent, and there’s no question in my mind, his home today would sell for many thousands of dollars more, simply because of where it’s located.
If there’s one feature of a home in these times which markedly increases value, is a given home’s proximity to a body of water, and if a homeowner has even a stream running across the rear of his or her property, it’ll make it far more valuable. The younger buyers are the ones the most crazy to be near water, while even those older ones in possession of suitcases full of cash, aren’t afraid to spend close to a million bucks to have lakeshore or riverside views out their back doors.
Yes, I’m also very much in love with water, but not to the point of getting crazy and tying a mortgage around my neck so large, that I’d have to continue paying on it from the grave. What’s likely the cause of such obsessions many in North Iowa have about water, is that we really don’t have that many bodies of water in our area, and what makes it even more difficult, is having to make sure the spot you’ve always wanted to build on, isn’t in a floodplain. We all know how many more hoops have to be jumped thru when wanting to build in, or very near flood districts, because there are elevations that have to be taken, and possible raising of grades before building permits are issued. Many think it can’t be done, but they’re wrong, because most often there are many more stumbling blocks that have to be systematically addressed, but it can still be done if one’s willing to remain diligent.
When mid-afternoon rolled around, I received a text from the agent saying the buyers accepted my seller’s counter-offer. I was happy to know we finally got it put together, so I immediately text the seller saying it was under contract. All we now have to wait for, is the inspection, and loan approval. There’s no question those buyers got a very good buy considering its location, condition, and square-footage.
One of my clients was at my office around noontime, and somehow we got on the subject of personalities of people we both know. When she mentioned one particular person, I couldn’t help interjecting, “Don’t you think she’s like an onion?” My client gave me a strange look and asked, “What do you mean?” I smiled and said, “She’s one of those who when attempting to find her “core” personality, it would be like peeling all the laters of an onion, and when finished, you find there’s nothing there.”
I guess my description of an “onion person” caused a few lightbulbs to go on, because we’ve all crossed paths with such characters. I also went on to say how it doesn’t take me long to recognize them because when looking at them while they’re speaking, I can usually tell that what’s coming out of their mouths, is not what’s going thru their minds at the time. And to think this subject of “like an onion”, all started when I mentioned how much I dislike the annoying over-use of the word “awesome”. I thought for a while it was falling out of favor, but it’s right back in vogue. I guess most don’t realize that awesome has a very negative connotation. We must remember that one of our biblical authors referred to Christ’s crucifixion as an “awesome gibbet”. I’m hoping you now understand why I dislike it being over-used and out of context.
With a few hours to kill, I went back to my personal project and worked until it was time to call it quits. I always feel I’ve accomplished even more in a day, when I can look back at something I’ve done, and know I’ve bettered something that’ll last in time.
Tonight’s one-liner is: We Americans are the best informed people on earth as to the events of the last twenty-four hours, but unfortunately not the best as to the events of the last sixty years.