So, in case you are wondering if REALTORS® are some super-human breed of peeps, I’m here to tell you, we all have “days like this”… Like the rest of the world. One of my favorite books growing up, my mom always read to us, “Alexander’s Terrible, Horrible, No-good, Very Bad Day”… Why such a bummer of a book?! Well, because it shows us that everyone has tough days, and it’s about attitude, moving forward, and making a better tomorrow.
So here’s a bit about my crazy Thursday last week…
I work-out at 6 am, not completely faithfully, but it’s fun and stress-relieving. So I roll into my house about 7:20; my husband has gotten my kids up and started getting ready for their day. We normally leave about 7:45 am to head to school.
Now, I’ve been promising my sweet 9-yr-old boy that we can “ride bikes to school” since August 17… Which is a bit funny, because, well our house is 9 miles from school, so if we wanted to actually ride, we should have left like 20 minutes before I got home. Oh, and I have appointments, so I need to shower and be ready to work after this ride. I gather my thoughts and say “Sure”. I run through the shower and load the bike rack on the back of my car, because well, we’re not doing the 8.8 miles to school, but I’ll drop them off at a park nearby where they can then cruise to school. Success!…
Except I now need to do my make-up and “fluff” my hair… And they left the bike lock in the car. So I follow them to school (is it embarrassing to a middle schooler if I drive along side, yelling “Hi” and waving?!… Just curious).
As I pull into the school parking lot I discover bicycle grease on my hand and subsequently spill powder in my lap… Here’s me, totally ready to meet up with my clients!…
I get the boys all settled, their locked bikes and off to class, successfully apply make-up (sort of, it’s not my strong suit!), and head off.
For my midday showings, house number one, while a little smelly and overpriced, already has another offer, of course. House #2 is where the real adventure comes in. I’m training a new agent, so I invited him along for our showings. I think he wanted to turn right around & leave when we walked in…. We’re talking smelly and needs lots of work… Can you say “POTENTIAL!?”. So this is how the thermostat is mounted to the wall….
Why? You might ask… Well we have no idea. All we know is these people liked shelving… Like hovering, mounted shelving indoors and out… Everywhere!
And then unfortunately we found this tiny guy on the basement floor, other water damaged areas and just a general need for improvement. I know there are a lot of houses out there, but sometimes when you’re trying to find the least expensive options in an area, you decide what to compromise… Size, upgrades, location, etc.
At the end of the day, I met the 9-yr-old at school, and because the 12-yr-old has football practice I rode his bike to our parked car destination. Mind you I weigh… (Ehem) considerably more than him, so I wondering if I would pop tires, bend wheels all the way… Oh and racing to beat an afternoon thunder shower, which have been torrential over the past couple weeks!
Success!!.. Mostly because at the end of the day, we laughed, we played a bit, worked a bit. One boy had football and one baseball. Dinner is a conglomeration of leftovers, eating out from the drive-thru after practice and hopefully a couple veggies.
Rest assured… We are real people!!!