Their Gates were Locked

I was delighted to be awakened in the night by the sound of a storm moving thru, and since it wasn’t a nasty one, I soon fell back asleep. When morning arrived, I wasn’t sure if we received much if any rain until I noticed all the puddling while driving to work which was a welcome sight.

With an early appointment scheduled, I made sure to be at office all the sooner so to be prepared. When my seller arrived, he’d already had everything I needed, so the business side of his visit was soon finished. We did have a nice chat about how our market is moving, as well as the way in which some of our “newbies” in the business are conducting themselves. My how times have changed since I first started selling real estate. As far as I’m concerned, the biggest difference is the amount of time they spend on their cell phones and medias. I’d wager some of them don’t let their smartphones out of sight 24/7.

I decided to have another public open house over at 404 S. 9th St. in Clear Lake this coming Saturday from 1 – 3 pm. I’m very much hoping the next offer we have on it will finally bring it under contract. I actually don’t mind having open houses on homes like that because there’re usually more people in attendance. Believe me, being trapped for two hours in another person’s home with no visitors, becomes a very long stint. Now that we have its price reduced, I’m confident there’ll be more lookers, and especially since we’re in Clear Lake’s “high season” of home sales.

Speaking of the Clear Lake market, I was shocked to see a home in Ventura which faces the lake but no access because the land between it and the shoreline, is owned by another, having just sold for over $500K, and the most shocking about that sale, was that home not being anything but a plain mid-century ranch. In my estimation, those buyers paid $250K more for a view. I could think of a very many other properties I’d pay a half million dollars for besides that one. Isn’t this feeding-frenzy the craziest?

Between my mid-morning hour and noon, I managed to finally bring 114 – 11th St. NE under contract, and now hopefully well on its way to being fully closed. Believe it or not, I’ve had that home on the market since mid-December of 2019 which makes for it having been listed for exactly a year and a half. Yes, that was far too long.

That property’s file is thick with offers which didn’t come together for one silly reason or another, but at least it’s now going to be occupied by a young family with children which will allow them a great amount of space to grow, and by the sounds of it, they’ll be making some nice cosmetic improvements on it which will hopefully turn it into the showplace of that block due to it’s commanding presence.

If I had a magic wand or a genie in a bottle, I would be in hog-heaven if it could be miraculously transported to a country setting where it would be nestled amongst some old growth timber and open meadows. Yes, I’ve seen it in my mind’s eye many times. Oh, and the cosmetic updates it needs, not to worry because I’d be enjoying every hour spent working on its transformation. Now that it’s sold, I’ll just be a spectator watching another’s labor of love.

I did manage to have time to go over to a home I’ll be listing next week, just so I could have all the room measurements and notes taken before the seller signs the listing contract, and after that, all I’ll have left to do, is hang a lockbox on its front door, take photos and place a for sale sign in its yard.

Most of the remainder of my afternoon was spent sending follow-up emails to lenders and attorneys regarding the two sales I had in less than 24 hours. I guess I should consider it a productive week so far since I listed one home and sold two other. I have no concrete appointments scheduled for tomorrow other than placing an arrow sign over at Clear Lake tomorrow morning for Saturday’s open house.

Before calling it quits, I sat down at my out of tune office piano and ran thru all the music I’ll be playing Sunday morning over at St. Paul Lutheran Church. Several of them have a swinging movement, so we’ll see how jazzy I can make them sound on their piano. I do hope they get their organ back in shape because playing some pieces on the piano and others on the organ, offers the best of both worlds. I can still hear my mother saying, “I’d rather listen to you play an organ instead of a piano.” Her statement was similar or directly opposite of the many opinions of others, which always makes me smile internally, as to this day, I’d say my preferences vary according to the music being played, for there are some which I believe sound best coming from an organ, but that’s just my humble opinion.

Before heading home, I decided to make two stops out on the west-side, which was Fleet Farm’s garden center, and then Staples. When I pulled up to the garden center, I noticed their gates were locked and not a soul to be seen which I thought strange. Oh well, so much for my window-shopping and salivating over their greenery. I then drove over to Staples and headed back to their aisle containing file folders. To my delight, the ones I normally purchase, had a sticker sign saying, “Buy one and get the other Free”, and since there were two boxes left, I grabbed them and headed off to the cashier, and the first thing I said was, “There’s a sign saying buy one and get one free on theses folders.” Wouldn’t you know, I got that second box free, which was a first for me because those file folders are never that much discounted. Now that was a good buy for my office.

Tonight’s One-liner is: If coming events are said to cast their shadows before, then past events cannot fail to leave lasting impresses behind.

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