Raging Hormones

For a Saturday, it was certainly a much quieter day than most others which was a welcome reprieve from the five days prior. At least it didn’t freeze last night which made for a warmer morning, and wouldn’t you know, the wind started blowing again once the sun was up. I have no idea what that’s all about, but it sure is beginning to make me wonder if it’s going to be a regular occurrence.

I arrived at the office early enough to get some personal chores done before I had to be in Clear Lake for a 10:00 a.m. appointment. Luckily I was able to finish what I started long before I had to head out.  My drive over there was pleasant enough due to there not being the normal high traffic volume on Highway 122 which is terribly annoying at times. My appointment was right on time, and the showing went well, so I’ll likely soon be hearing back from him. He was an interesting enough chap who’s looking to move closer to friends and relatives living in Southern Minnesota. From what I gathered, he has a job that has him traveling throughout our Midwestern States and on average, he spends around 200 nights in a hotel room per year. Now that would drive me absolutely bonkers because I’ve never been able to get a good night’s rest while staying in hotels or motel. Oh well, to each his own.

My next little job when I returned to the City, was to go on the hunt for a used washer and dryer. I’d planned on buying new, but after checking all the appliance stores yesterday, I was told the cheaper no-frills models are harder to keep in stock along with being on serious back-orders which is telling me our general public is closely watching their pennies. I didn’t get a very good reception when I said to one of the salespeople, “Well perhaps our recent home-buyers who paid way too much for their lipsticked pigs, are now finding they’d stretched their monthly outlays to their limits, and now having to live on the cheap.” That young gentleman didn’t take my comment in stride which made me wonder if he’d recently been sucked into paying over his “comfort range” for a home. I did manage to find a five year-old set, but won’t be ready for delivery until mid-week, which will put me a few days behind, but there’s nothing to be done about it.

While driving back, I couldn’t help noticing one of the Downtown business owners in the process of painting his storefront the most hideous battleship gray. When looking at it, I couldn’t help wondering how he managed to find something that inappropriate for his building’s style. Oh well, it just goes to show how tasteless some can be when making color choices for all our world to see.

Before heading over to my open house at 902 – 1st St. SE, I made a quick stop at a groceteria to pick up a few things, and since I’d not yet eaten, I fell into that trap of buying something I shouldn’t have because my stomach was empty, so yours truly ended up walking out with more than I’d planned which happened to be a smaller can of lightly salted mixed nuts which I was nibbling on during my open house. Shame on me.

There was only one visitor, and when I showed him how cheap his payment would be from a flyer Wells Fargo Home Mortgage emailed me, he was pleasantly shocked by it. Of course he’ll likely be looking at something more expensive because the full payment on that home including taxes and insurance would be less that $350.00 per month. If that home had a few decorating things done to it, the rent on it would easily be $500 – $550, which makes me wonder why an investor hasn’t purchased it. There’s no question I’d have that home turned into a doll house, and the first thing I’d do, is get all the carpets ripped out and have those oak floors refurbished, and for sure give it a fresh coat of paint. It’s too bad winter’s on its way because I’d be really pounding on several of my “flipping” investors to take it on.

After my open house, I changed my clothes and went back to a project I’d planned on having finished before the weekend arrived, of which I didn’t, and simply because I absolutely did not have the extra time, so hopefully after today’s work-out, along with tomorrow afternoon’s, it’ll be picture ready. I’m convinced all the more that people believe they’re living in extended-stay hotel rooms where they don’t have to do any sort of cleaning which boggles my mind. Don’t people know that once they’ve given the interiors of their homes a good deep-cleaning, it’s all the easier to keep them that way? I can’t help using a superlative by saying, “Some people can be the laziest!”

Speaking of superlatives, just in these recent years I’ve been noticing a very much over-usage of them to where I’m now wondering where it all got started. There’ve been two recent phone callers who had me nearly fit to be tied by the time I hung up from them over listening to such language. Even some of my real estate colleagues have been filling their conversations with them to where one begins wondering if there’s anyone or anything in their lives that’s plain and simply ordinary. It’s interesting to notice how our conversational English is rapidly evolving because this over-use of superlatives reminds me of high school student chatter which is usually the by-product of the multiplication of raging hormones. For sure I’d never want to return to those tempestuous years.

I’m hoping all of you made the best of this mid-October Saturday where you were able to make your own last hour preparations for our cold months ahead. I’m personally not looking forward to it, but as all of us living in North Iowa know, we have to accept the bad with the good. As much as I’ve tried to cozy-up to winter, I’ve never been able to get my brain convinced otherwise.

Tonight’s one-liner is: You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you.

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