A Particular Classic

As suspected, we had a bit of a change in season today with the cold wind and much lower temps. I was certainly glad to see our weather forecast showing the snow that’s headed in our direction from the Western States, will likely miss us. I’ll be happy if it does because I really don’t want to see any snow falling during my public open house tomorrow.

My morning started off on the right foot with having one of my sales closed, but not without several last-minute upsets which centered around the condition in which the sellers left it. I’ve mentioned before how it’s becoming more the exception than the rule with sellers leaving their homes dirty. Not only was today’s dirty, but also a great deal of personal property left behind which should’ve been removed, and what they did take, was in the contract as to remain. Before saying anything, I looked at the ratified purchase agreement, and yes we did ask that all the window coverings were to stay with it, and all the more shocked to find they’d taken down all of them. I did scold the listing agent for not checking on the house prior to them being fully moved out, and I’m sure after my words this morning, she’ll be all the more careful about following up with her sellers.

I’m not sure if it was me or the overcast day that triggered a real disgust over how tenants and owners are now allowing their homes to appear from the outside. I did encourage a colleague of mine to take time and start circling every block in our City just to see how careless people are becoming over the appearance of their homes. I would be terribly ashamed of myself if I were them.

While out showing homes today, one of my buyers looked across the street and mentioned something to her husband. I couldn’t help interjecting that it was a rental belonging to one of our rental barons. She then questioned if our City had ordinances regarding such junk piles. I said there were, but unfortunately the problem is too widespread in some districts. I lightened up the conversation by saying, “Evidently people don’t like having their windows washed because they’d rather not look at their pig-pen yards.” I guess the out of sight, out of mind rules the day.

Just yesterday I went and previewed a home that’ll be coming on the market, and when looking at its windows, you’d swear the owner hadn’t washed them in decades, and me being a bit of a clean window freak, I couldn’t help making comment about them. What I’m now seeing, is the cleanliness problem with many, now becoming part of our culture because it’s seeping into all socio-economic levels of our society. Once again, I’m finding our social medias to blame because of how much free time people waste with social media attractions. Back when I was young, laziness was considered a sin, but I’m not so sure if it has since been removed from the list.

The rest of my morning was spent showing homes, and by the time noon arrived, my buyers had made their choice, so I encouraged them to go have a quick lunch and meet me back at my office so I would have time to get their documents prepared. Just as I was printing out the last one, they walked thru my office door.

After reading the disclosures, we moved on to the offer which I’d already had nearly completed, and after getting answers to certain questions on the contract, I printed it out, and had them sign it. Unbeknownst to them, I’d already called the seller about the offer they were going to make who gave me the nod that it would be an acceptable price. I told the buyers I’d already talked to the seller and their offer would be accepted. After loading them up with additional information, they left my office exceptionally happy. After taking a few moments to digest today’s happenings, I came to the conclusion that the sale of that home to them was meant to be, as we’d had a number of other offers in recent months on it, yet couldn’t seem to come to terms. Yes, I believe they’ll be a good fit for that home as well as our community.

With a little time to kill, I went to work watering all the plants in my office with the rain water I’d saved over the summer months. I just mentioned today to the woman I recently gifted one of my baby Jade plants, that she really shouldn’t water it with our City tap water because most plants don’t do as well when watered with it because it’s chlorinated, and I’m sure the fluoride in it doesn’t help matters. She thanked me for my little tip because she’s grown very fond of her Jade.

It’s too bad more people don’t build rainwater cisterns in their yards where they could store it for use on their lawns and in gardens. Back in the late 1900’s, and all the way up into the 1920’s, the pricier new homes had basement cisterns built which diverted most of the water runoff from roofs into those cisterns via their gutters and downspouts. You may not think those roof areas created that much water, but back when I was young, I personally saw a 10′ x 10′ cistern that was six feet deep, filled almost to the top with rainwater.

As some of the older ones remember, the soft water from those cisterns was used for washing dishes and clothes, as well as in the bathroom. If you’ve ever been in a vintage home still containing its original plumbing fixtures, you would’ve found not two faucets, but three, and that third one being the cistern water that would naturally flow down from an attic tank which was filled by hand-pumping it up from its basement cistern. Yes, there’ve been a few times when I’ve seen the entire original set-up still intact. I should’ve taken photos of a particular classic I came across of which I’d now be sharing.

Tonight’s one-liner is: The essence of good business is knowing when to step on a train and when to get off.

Joe Chodur

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