Having got myself up and out of the house early, I figured I might as well take in an early church Service. Thank goodness I arrived early enough to find a seat near the rear which for me is always a more comfortable place because I’d rather be looking at the backs of the heads of others instead of all the many more looking at mine.
They were passing out cards for people to sign up for some sort of faith building seminars, and when the woman next to me asked if I was going to fill one out, I shook my head and said, “No, I don’t think so because I’m really working at becoming an apostate.” Oh, how I wish I had my camera so to take a photo of the look on her face. I’m pretty sure she thought I was kidding, and if not, then there’ll be some tongues wagging in that particular house of God.
After the Service was over, while walking out I ran into an old client of mine who’s now getting more serious about buying a home. We had a good chat, and before I walked away, I asked if she’d seen my new listing at 403 N. Monroe. She hadn’t, so I scheduled an appointment for later this afternoon for her to view it.
When I got back to the office I received a call from a client of mine asking if I had time to take a quick look at a home he recently purchased because he wanted my opinion on some much needed improvements. Since I had time, I went and picked him up and drove to the property.
When I got out of the car, and had a good look around, it appeared to be straight and sturdy enough considering it’s likely well over a 100 years old, but when I walked inside, that’s when the vision of real work hit me. Whomever lived there must’ve had animals that liked to scratch, and scratch they did on its inside doors and door frames for years.
I tried to be as objective as possible when walking thru the rooms, and after getting the full view of it all, I told him that it’s certainly worth the time and money, but I wouldn’t go over-board with all the extras he so much likes to incorporate in the homes he’s worked on. All in all, I gave him my blessing after seeing how solid it looked and where it was located, because I learned many years ago, location is a critical factor when it comes to making expensive improvements to a home which we all would like to see reflected in re-sale values. I’ve shaken my head “No” enough times over the years when seeing too many improvements being made to homes in neighborhoods that weren’t able provide a good return on investment.
With about three hours to kill, I went back over to my little-big project and poked my nose into one of the most tedious jobs, and since I wasn’t being interrupted, I managed to get everything done I wanted, and glad of it because I hate starting with a “block” of work and not able to finish it before I leave.
My mid-afternoon appointment was a showing I had scheduled on an exceptionally beautiful home in a very good area. The more I looked, the more I was fully impressed by its design and quality of workmanship. I could tell the buyers were equally smitten. After walking out, I gave them my two cents worth on it, so we’ll see if they decide to move forward and make an offer on it.
My last appointment was to show 403 N. Monroe which went very well. The buyer was impressed by the size, cleanliness, and all the recent big-ticket improvements that were made. I think she’s considering it, so hopefully she’ll get an appointment scheduled at a bank so they can figure out a comfortable mortgage payment range for her. As I’ve always said, “It’s not what you pay for something that’s important, it’s what your monthly payment is going to be.” Who wants to be eating macaroni sandwiches for the next 30 years?
It was quite the rainstorm we had this afternoon, and I think we must’ve received at least close to an inch because there were rivers of water running along the curbs in some areas of the Downtown. When I crossed Willow Creek, what was nothing but a number of sandbars and a slow moving stream about a week ago, its water level is now much higher and fast moving. I haven’t seen our forecast, but when looking at the western skies this evening, we may actually have sunshine tomorrow.
Tonight’s one-liner is: I hate careless flattery, the kind that exhausts you in your efforts to believe it.