Another chilly day in March arrived with the gusts of wind strong enough to cause me to a few steps backward while walking. Fortunately I wasn’t out in it anymore than I had to be, and glad for it because I’m really getting the feeling of wanting to be over with these cold days. Whenever someone says we have six months of winter in North Iowa, you’d better believe it.
My morning closing went very well, and happy to have been able to meet the young man who purchased it. While seated at the table and listening to him talk about his new home, there’s no question he’s going to be a good fit for the house and neighborhood. I did mention the previous owner being one of the kindest people I know, which meant he’ll be moving into a home with some very good energy.
After the closing was over, I headed over to where my seller now lives to deliver her proceeds check. She was a little teary-eyed when I got there, so I asked her what was the matter. Well, she was in such a state of happiness about having her home sold so quickly, as well as saying how much she felt like a friend was guiding her thru the sale with no fears or worries. She almost had me in tears because whatever comes out of her mouth is the most un-filtered truth you’d ever expect. I gave her a big hug before I left and promised to stay in touch. I’m still in shock at how sharp her mind is for her age, which you don’t normally find when getting that many years stacked upon your shoulders.
When I arrived back at office, I proceeded to work on the file of my most recent sale at 240 – 7th St. SE. It looks like an investor ended up with it which makes me a little sad, but who am I to say who or what goes into those sold homes. I thought for sure there’d be a young buyer who’d snap it up and turn it into a real gem, but unfortunately it didn’t happen.
I just recently heard about another death of someone I’ve known since the time I entered real estate. In spite of him being a professional, I never much cared for him because I always felt he had some sort of personal agenda which he kept guarded. I’m sure one of the people who had been his “go for” for decades isn’t very happy right now because that codger decided to change the beneficiary on his life insurance before he died. That care-giver must now be seething over it, but what do you expect from those who’ve continually worked the crowd since they came down the chute? When I heard about it, that great snub came as no surprise. It’s sort of like giving somebody the middle finger before taking their dirt naps with a “Thank you very much. Not!”
It looks like I’m going to be busy with buyers these coming weeks because I’ve been contacted by three different parties asking me to help them find a home. I told them all I’d do my best in finding them something, while also reminding them that we’re in the midst of a major housing shortage. I also received a call from a gentleman asking if I’d go with him to do a quick inspection of a home that has some non-paying tenants living there. Since I know the house and the neighborhood, I was quick to encourage him to get rid of the tenants, get it cleaned up, and placed on the open market. It sounded like he’s going to take my advise, so I’ll probably be at the house more sooner than later. I still cannot believe how some landlords can tolerate having tenants owing them well over a thousand dollars in rent because it makes a bad situation ten times worse.
I was alerted today that our City may be experiencing more homeless people breaking into garages, buildings and vacant homes these coming months, so I think it best for all our residents to be on the look-out for abnormal happenings taking place in their neighborhoods. What we all should remember, is that even though there may be a vacant home down the street which you have no connection to, it’s our civic duty to report any and all happenings to such properties to the police, because it could be happening to you. I’m of the hard and fast belief that more we turn our backs on crime, the more it grows and spreads like a cancer.
Every time I hear about someone breaking into a home or building to strip out copper plumbing and wiring, I just want to have those people horse-whipped. It’s becoming a daily event when seeing either on KIMT or the online Globe Gazette where someone’s been arrested for breaking into a home or building. All I can say to those evil monkeys is, “Go and get a real job.” Someone mentioned today that many of those people can’t handle working in supervised settings, but all I could think of was, “Just get over it and get to work.” Believe me, I had to deal with such mindsets with a few newbies at the bank, and most of the time, they finally knuckled down and did their jobs. An iron fist in a velvet glove is sometimes the best way to get workers to understand the meaning of accountability.
Oh was I furious today when reading excerpts of the “sermon” Kirill who’s the Patriarch of the Russian Orthodox Church whose real name is Vladimir Mikhailovich Gundyayev. His vicious sermon which was likely written by Putin himself, will resonate all thru the ranks of our Christian world. For years I’d suspected him to be one of Putin’s puppets, but after reading his venomous words, there’s now no question in my mind. He is a classic example of a religious leader walking away from his spirituality and creating a close alignment with temporal affairs of his so-called “flock”. Shame on him because he knows better. It looks like he’s given up his soul for all the gold and glitter supplied by Putin. He’s just another oligarch who’s chosen to lick out the same saucer as all the rest of those belonging to that dark inner-circle which has been keeping Putin in power.
Tonight’s One-liner is: Logic will get you from A to B, but imagination will take you everywhere.