Saturday, July 18, 2009

Senility...

It seems I've reached the age where someone needs to email me or call me every night around 9 PM to ask me if my garage door is open. I awakened this morning at about 9 AM and went out to get something from the garage, only to find it awfully bright in there with the big double door wide open. There was a time years ago when neighbors would ring your bell and advise you of your forgetfulness, but those days are long gone. I need a house with a carport!
I finally settled on a Realtor today. An old friend of mine SV, referred a lady that sold she and her former husband a house several years ago and she turned out to be the type of person I feel comfortable with. Almost immediately she started shouting instructions for me to follow. I like that (I think) Clear off those counters and move that sofa, yada, yada, yada....
As a courtesy, I emailed the 2 ladies that I didn't choose to tell them they lost the race. I received a return email saying the one of the duo that I DID like would like to take the listing sans her partner. That was a dollar short and a minute late, as my mind was already made up. I hate when someone begs.
What I liked about this woman that I hired was her honesty. Instead of painting a beautiful picture for me, telling me everything she was going to do to get my house sold, she told me these were tough times and more likely than not I'm not going to net any proceeds from this sale, by the time I deduct the balance of the mortgage and her commissions. I like hearing that I'm gonna be broke!

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