As much as I’d hoped for a calm day after having to endure yesterday’s near gale-force winds, it didn’t happen. Of course the wind was not even a quarter of what it was, but still there and continuing to annoy. Yes, I had to wear my winter coat this morning because it was twenty-six degrees outside when I left for work. What little water there was on the streets yesterday, turned to ice overnight, and when looking at next week’s weather forecast, it looks like it’s we’re going to be wet and cold.
We did manage to get 683 – 16th St. SE sold today, so that’ll be another I’ll be glad to have closed-out. As far as I’m concerned, that home was definitely under the radar because those people who purchased it, will soon discover their new home being a good long-term investment. What amazes me the most about today’s buyers, is their refusal to even think about making any sort of cosmetic improvements, and yet more than willing to pay many thousands of dollars more and later, finding themselves plugged into much higher mortgage balances for thirty long years. No thank you very much.
With some time to kill before lunch, I headed over to St. Paul Lutheran to pick up seven new pieces of music I’ll be playing in May and June. After getting a good look at them, I know for sure there are two which I’ll likely be playing as “solos” because most of those elderly people will not be singing to heavy syncopation and high notes. Oh well, I just kept my mouth shut and took them back to office. It’s a good thing I did pick them up today because I now have extra time to get them fully learned.
One of my relatives who lives out of State called to wish me a happy Easter, as well as bringing me up to speed with the happenings in his life. It was a long visit, but a good one where we simply shared our thoughts and opinions on various subjects. He was shocked to hear about the weather we’ve been having which has been the main topic of conversation in our area this past week. He did mention how their weather patterns have also been changing in a bad way, which means our entire world is being affected by global warming.
With the length of my hair growing noticeably long, I sent a text to my barber to see if he had time to cut it today. Fortunately he did have an opening so I ran over and only had to wait about 15 minutes while he was finishing up on another gentleman.
After I sat down in the chair, I teased him a little bit by saying, “Did you bleach a small section of my hair last time I was here, because I’ve noticed a small patch of a pure light gray which I know wasn’t there before?” We both had a good laugh over it, so I guess that small whitish streak is going to have to stay part my new look. He did remind me that I should be thankful I have a good head of hair, and not like so many who’re growing more bald by the day. Yes, I am thankful for it, but still not happy about that white streak which reminds me of that old black and white serial “The Adams Family”.
My two recent listings have sure been getting the showings on them, but no offers yet which means either the right buyers haven’t arrived, our these past days of wicked weather has diverted their attention. Of course with people taking today off and heading out of town to spend Easter with loved ones, is also having an effect. We’ll see what next week brings.
I know everyone’s been getting their underwear in a bundle over these rising prices of gas, food and all those other creature comforts we’ve all become “dependent” upon, but I truly believe it’s a good thing for all of us to come to the realization that we don’t need to be spending money foolishly. Perhaps there’ll be fewer people out wandering all the big stores, just to kill time, and stay home for once. When you think about it, we all have our dirty little habits which don’t need to be part of our lives. I believe once people finally get used to staying home, they’ll turn to the hobbies they’ve either dropped years ago, or start new ones.
Just today I spoke about the story told me by a client whose grandmother lived to be well over a hundred and still had her marbles when she died. I was delighted to hear about the intricately designed quits she would create, along with a loom she used to make beautiful rugs she’d give as gifts. Some years ago I inspected a quilt which was well over 100 years old, and containing squares of fabric no bigger than a quarter, and all hand-stitched, and let me tell you, that was a big quilt. Those old quilt patterns have always fascinated me, and mostly because of the un-told hours it took to create such striking patterns. Yes, some of them are truly works of art.
The international news feeds have been a-buzz over the sinking of Russia’s flagship. They were even making a joke about it by saying it’s now a part of their submarine fleet. My hat goes off to whomever popped that one off because that ship has likely killed more innocent people in Syria than will ever be told. It was also used when Putin invaded Crimea and claimed it for “mother” Russia. Well, in these times, I’d be calling Russia many names other than mother.
While visiting with a colleague this morning, I couldn’t help sharing my thoughts about several people be both know, and what started it, was seeing one of them driving down the street yesterday. Every time I see that person, I internally bristle because of how unkempt he is, so today I said, “We must remember it’s believed that a person’s exterior is the reflection of their interior.” There are some I don’t even want to make eye contact with for fear of getting the evil eye. Yes, it’s been that bad on occasion.
Tonight’s One-liner is: Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier ‘n puttin’ it back in.
