It was a welcome relief to find the wind having changed direction today, and bringing with it the dry cooler air we’ve been waiting for. Now that we’re less than a week away from the 1st of August, perhaps our evenings will begin cooling down to where we can have our windows open.
My first order of business was to get some appointments lined up for several Realtors who were wanting to show two of my listings today. I also had some personal errands to run which took longer than expected due to having to stand in line at one, and then wait for the doors to open at another.
Now that I’m wearing my face mask whenever going into a business or store, I can only imagine how annoying it must be for those clerks who’re wearing them their entire day. One would think they’d be starting to develop rashes on their faces from extended wear. Because my glasses seem to always want to steam up, I finally decided to leave them in my car and go without. Fortunately, my prescription isn’t so strong that I cannot see without them to the point where I can read and write quite freely and easily.
I received an offer on the Northwood acreage which I just listed four days ago, so I called the seller and went over it with him, and like many sellers, he believes that if there’s one right out of the gates, there’ll be all the many more in the future. Thank goodness he listened to my advice which was to think about it, and give me a call in the morning. It’s a very clean offer, but unfortunately far lower than what he’s now willing to accept. I’m just hoping after he sleeps on it, he’ll be more receptive to negotiating. There’s no doubt it’s going to sell, but hopefully more sooner than later, because as I’ve told all the many, “God only made so much earth.”
Around noontime, I received an out-of-State call from some people I’d worked with in the past when they were residents here. They’re seriously thinking about moving back to Mason City, and one of the homes they’re interested in, is 115 S. Connecticut which is long overdue being sold. They asked many questions, and one of them being, “Could you see yourself living there during your retirement?” Without a second’s thought, I answered, “Absolutely.” I had to make sure they did understand that I was saying that truthfully because I’ve always been able to “see myself” living in that beautiful light-filled Folk Victorian home, and even more so because I knew the detail-oriented previous owner who spent likely many hundreds of hours working at bringing it back to its original glory. I won’t be surprised if they make a trip up here to see it and possibly make an offer on it.
After hanging up, I became all the more worrisome over the rise in numbers of shootings there’ve been these past months, and when hearing how many murders there’ve been in the metro area in which they live, I’d be looking to get myself out of Dodge as well. Of course it didn’t help matters when reading in the online news today where the Twin Cities is now having a spike in violent crimes, prostitution, drug dealing, and thefts to where some neighborhoods are kicking back by having non-police armed patrols just to keep from being sucked into such lawlessness. I still cannot get my brain wrapped around all this rioting that’s been going on, because as we all know, violence begets violence. Let’s hope and pray our society as a whole regains its senses.
I’ll be showing several out of town homes tomorrow, and I have my doubts they’ll be anything even near to the buyers’ liking, but when my Realtor duty calls, I’m bound to rise to the occasion. I’m beginning to wonder if we’ve now entered the “monkey see, monkey do” mentality of purchasing a home because for many, it’s almost as if they’ve considered themselves “outcasts” by their peers for not plugging themselves into long-term mortgages. Knowing how I’ve been all my life, I can say I’ve never been one who tagged along with what everyone else was doing, and you can bet, I’ve seen many who’ve regretted following those selfish-minded lead goats with no real foresight.
One of my extended conversations over the weekend, was regarding how all the fewer are thinking long-term, and especially not even considering cause and effect. I used the example of that “big boy” who intentionally and ruinously punched his fist into the panels of solid doors when likely in a rage, and walking away thinking absolutely nothing about cause and effect. It’s as if whatever people like him do wrong, they dismiss it as being nothing more than past events without repercussions. What’s been troubling me of late, is seeing this type of behavior all the more prevalent since the China-virus arrived.
I’m sure many of you have seen and heard people of all ages treating this pandemic as though it’s nothing more than a hybrid common cold, and going about their daily lives as if there’s nothing to worry themselves over. Even after reading today where the World Health Organization announced this pandemic is the all-time worst global health concern, there’ll still be those who think it’s all just an over-blown hoax that the governments of our world have created to control the populous. Now that’s frightening.
Before heading home, I stopped at my private garden to do some watering of those tomatoes and peppers. To my delight, those San Marzano tomatoes are reaching towards being five feet tall and putting out many strands of green tomatoes. If all goes well, I’d say they’ll be producing heavily up until the frost as long as I keep them watered and those vile deer away from them. I also noticed an apple tree with low hanging branches that’ve been stripped of their leaves and apples; compliments of those free-munching devils. It seems my battles with them will be never-ending.
Tonight’s one-liner is: True glory follows virtue as if it’s a shadow.