Running on Fumes

Today definitely when whizzing by with the number of appointments and errands I had to run.  By the end of the day, I did manage to get everything accomplished along with visiting with several drop-ins which seem to always offer a pleasant break from the daily grind.

It was a bit warm outdoors, and glad the wind was blowing so to at least give us that feeling of it being cooler than it was.  I was a bit shocked to see it at 83 degrees around 2:00 p.m., and glad I didn’t have to be out working in it.

I went over and checked out some work being done at a home belonging to one of my clients.  He’s not sure if he’s going to sell it, or keep it as a rental, but I did remind him that times have changed with the mentality of tenants because I’ve been personally seeing, as well as hearing some pretty nasty horror stories from landlords who’ve been known to take care of their rental properties.

What I believe to be the core of the problem is the new mindset of entitlement and non-accountability.  Many think they’re doing those owners a favor by renting from them and purposely refrain from doing any more than they absolutely have to as far as the general care and cleaning of the homes they’re renting.

I had to laugh to myself today when reading about the concern of some within our City regarding the so-called “blight” we have, and now talking about what they can do to get rid of it.  I thought to myself, “Really? You’ve finally noticed after these many years of it being here while it’s been staring us all in the face for years?  Really?”

I’d say there are six individual rental barons who by the numbers of units they own, are for the most part responsible, and one of them being the kingpin who’s recently been tagged as the “Hoarder of houses”.  What gets me all the more, is finding younger ones wanting to follow in similar footsteps.  Who in their right mind would have that as their calling in life?  It sounds darkly sick to me.  Oh well, we all have to answer some day for our sins against society.

One of my appointments today was to do a preview on a home that the owner wants to sell more sooner than later.  He’s got a great deal done, but it appears he’s lost interest and wants to sell it as it is, instead of fighting with himself to get back over there to get it finished up.  I did warn him that un-finished work on a home has an adverse affect on the sale price.  At least he understands that he’ll likely break even at best if it’s sold “as is”.

When I got back to my office I did place a call to one of my colleagues who works with several investors looking for project homes they can flip, and agreed to place a call in to one of them who’s been on the search for a quick flip.  I’m hoping they buy it so my seller can move on with his life.

I’ve been noticing of late all the more households that have at least one person that’s heavily into substance abuse which seems to poison not just those living within, but also the bordering neighbors.  One particular neighbor spoke about how much more fearful she is of a male living next door who appears to be high on something 24/7.  She showed me a photo of his rear yard, and when looking at it I said, “Yes. He definitely has a serious problem.”  I couldn’t help but add, “What really gets me, is seeing these people whose bodies have been running on fumes for years, still alive.”   I added once again how it continues to amaze me the constitution the human body has to keep functioning.  Perhaps they’ve turned into zombies and we haven’t realized it.

Since I had a little time to kill, I stopped by one of my dear friend’s home today, because as chance would have it, she was outside working in her yard and noticed me as I was driving down her street from one of my appointments.  She invited me back to her screened porch where her frisky dog was lounging.

While we were bringing each other up to speed on recent events in our lives, I couldn’t help noticing her dog had fallen asleep at her feet.  Not but 10 minutes later the dog started making growling noises while its legs were jerking.  She noticed me watching him and finally said, “Haven’t you seen a dog having an active dream?”  I did mention I had in the past, but it had been quite some time ago.  Evidently dogs are like humans when they’re dreaming and have that invisible force that keeps them from fully physically acting out their dreams while sleeping.  Her dog was even in a REM state because I could tell its eyes were moving behind those closed lids.  I’d say I had a good chat with her, and another reminder of how we humans really aren’t that much different than the animals.

Tonight’s one-liner is:  Those who want to reap the benefits of this great Nation, must bear the fatigue of supporting it.

Joe Chodur

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