Endings, Beginnings, and Ice Cream

Mom has been in the Sick House for the last month, hence the time gap since my last post. First, E got bronchitis, then my darling husband got the flu (in July??), and now I'm sick as well.  Well, what goes around comes around.  It happens to even the very, very best of us, I suppose. ;)

The real estate market around here continues to be very, very interesting.  Things that are updated and priced well go FAST ... and yet, some other very valuable properties that just might need some cosmetic updating -- but are otherwise gems in very desirable locations -- are sitting longer.  I recently read an article about how, more than ever now, buyers are "community shopping" as opposed to "home shopping."  It surprised me, because I am tending to see the opposite with many buyers (at least around here).  I am seeing many buyers just want "finished and new" -- even if the location might be less convenient or less well established.  Although, every buyer is different ... and it's true, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

As a newer agent, I'm learning quickly that it's hard to say "goodbye" to my clients at the closing table.  I mean, some people and families I feel I've really gotten to know and love.  I have had the best time helping them realize their dreams in their new home.  It's a highly personal decision I've helped them make,  and one of the biggest financial investments they may make in their lives.  I've talked with them day in and day out, spent hours in the car with them, and have really gotten to know them. 

And then, at the closing table, you hand them the keys and they ride off into the sunset.  Which, of course, I'm HAPPY about -- that's exactly what we've worked towards together for all this time, right? But I am finding that, like some weirdo, I have the sudden urge to shout "Call me!" as they drive away.  But, this is part of the job, and I am getting to learn it!

And with every goodbye, there are more "hellos" around the horizon.  I love meeting new people and working with new clients.  And the cycle continues (or so we hope in this business! ...)

And the last thing I've learned so far from my new career?  Ice cream has to happen.  Every night.  Not sure why -- maybe it's because it's so dang hot out?  Maybe I subliminally think I can depend on it's sweet, cold, creamy goodness at the end of every day?  Maybe I'm overanalyzing my ice cream addiction?  I don't know.  Does anyone else have this problem???

All I know is that as I close the freezer, full and happy, it's as if I hear that faint and familiar voice call out to me ... "Call me!"  Yes, yes I will, Edy's Limited Edition Pineapple Coconut.  Same time tomorrow night.  ;)