With our wind having changed directions, and now coming from the south, today’s temps were far more palatable, and while driving to work this morning, it didn’t look as if we had frost, but I did notice more flowering shrubs and plants that’d been burned by our recent nightly frosts.
Having finished up the broker’s price opinion I’d been working on, I sent it to print and called the owner to let him know it was ready, and shortly thereafter, he arrived at my office to pick it up. I did take time to explain the numbers I’d given, and glad he wasn’t bent out of shape over it. It’s always been a crapshoot regarding how sellers will react, as there’ve been times when they’d become combative with me to the point of thinking me akin to some sort of devil Realtor. Unfortunately, such mindsets don’t realize that when I do provide such opinions, I make sure to have substantial evidence to support them. I’m glad today’s meeting wasn’t anything like that, which was a relief.
With a few mid-month bills having come in, I did get them paid and sent off in the mail, along with working on a group of sale files which are scheduled to close this coming week. Yes, I’m very happy to see my office’s continuous listings and sales, but I now have at least three ready and willing buyers who’re unable to find anything suitable in their price ranges. I’ll be showing one tomorrow afternoon that’ll be another waste of my time and theirs, as it’s not anything near being what they’re looking for. As chance would have it, I had that particular property listed a very many years ago, and couldn’t even get it sold back then. This time around, it looks all the more used and very much abused.
While out and about today, I did check on several vacant homes, just to make sure there’d not been any break-ins. Just yesterday a gentleman mentioned a recent story about someone looking at a building that was for sale, and when entering the basement, they’d discovered three squatters and a dog living down there. Now, that creeped me out. Whenever hearing about such situations, makes me think we’re living in a third-world country. I also heard about a neighbor calling another neighbor at 11:00 p.m. several weeks ago, and saying there was someone walking around his house who appeared to be looking for a point of entry. This chronic drug problem our Country has, is getting far out of hand to the point where no one is insulated against those soul-less creatures looking for something to steal just to sell it for the price of one more “fix”.
Now that we’re approaching the end of the month, I’ve been getting pounded with rental calls from people sounding to be in desperate need. I keep wondering where they’re coming from, as just about everybody and their dogs have recently purchased a home. The most recent rentals my office posted, created a flood of applications which had to be fully reviewed. It’s amazing at times, when finding the information some had given, being contrary to glaring facts. I think it odd when knowing how “on-line” so many of our young ones are, yet still not in the know that their court records can be viewed online. I’ve seen some pretty red-faced applicants seated at my desk when challenging them over their records.
Since many weeks had passed since visiting with one of my dear friends, I was compelled to call her this afternoon, just to play catch-up with the happenings in her life. She did mention having recently been in a “funk” with these cold and dark days, but sounded to be in pretty good spirits today. We’re definitely kindred in a number of ways, and especially when it comes to the taking advantage and abuse of our elderly. I’ll never understand why so many in our public believe they have the right to treat our elderly like children. In my book, as long as they have their minds, they are to be given all the more respect they deserve. Yes, there’ve been those who’d make ones life as miserable as possible, but such characters are exceptions rather than the rule.
I had a long over-due visit this afternoon with the owner of “Splash” which is the swimwear shop located two doors down from my office. My biggest concern was over his ability to stay afloat during this pandemic. Fortunately his company is still getting by, and looking to get better these coming months. Isn’t it a shame we can’t keep our own businesses running in the green, and instead, ordering everything possible online? I personally hate purchasing in such a fashion, and only do when absolutely necessary.
Today was my personal “day of funk”, and certainly due to my remembering at my moment of awakening, it being the day of April when an exceptionally close and endearing person passed away. In spite of there being a handful of years that’ve passed, there’s still a hole in my heart, which’ll likely never heal. I’d come to the realization that we never fully get over the death of someone very close, but simply learn to live with it and move on. There’re always those necessary times to grieve, but in the end, we must all continue to live, as those that’ve gone before us, certainly wouldn’t want us in states of continued grief, but rather wishing us their absolute best in their absence. I’m still in a bit of shock over how quickly those years have passed. With or without us, time does march forward.
OK. Time for another recipe, and this one is a German cookie recipe which already has me salivating.
- 2 cups mild sorghum molasses
- 1/2 teaspoon soda
- 3/4 cup shortening or good lard
- 2/3 cup sugar
- 1 large egg beaten
- 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
- 1/6 teaspoon ground cloves
- 1/6 teaspoon allspice
- 1/6 teaspoon nutmeg
- 1/6 teaspoon anise oil
- 1/3 teaspoon salt
- 3 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
Mix sorghum, soda and shortening in a large kettle and bring to a boil and then cool. Add sugar and egg. Mix well. Sift together the remaining dry ingredients, and then add to molasses mixture. The mixture may appear quite soft. Cover and chill for 2 to 4 hours, or even overnight. Roll thin and then cut into desired shapes. Bake at 350 degrees for 10 minutes on greased cookie sheets. Cool, and then store in an earthen or glass jar in a cool place, as they’ll last a long time unless they’ve been discovered by the cookie monsters.
Please note: If mild sorghum is not available, use my own 1/2 honey and 1/2 sorghum substitute.
Tonight’s One-liner is: Good fiction creates empathy, as a novel takes you somewhere and asks you to look thru the eyes of another, and subsequently being able to live another life.