Time to get to work...
Yup, I have officially gotten very busy. I am getting a lot of stuff going for my Real Estate business. That includes a lot of mailing. Which will then cause a lot of walking in my neighborhood. Which will then cause a lot of face to face meetings with my new neighbors. Which will then cause ten transactions a year. Which will then cause Scott to be a very happy guy.
It is amazing how mathematical and scientific the Real Estate business is. Talking to my Broker, he and his partners have broken everything (and I mean everything) down to where you can ask him how many open houses you will need to have a sale. Or how many phone calls to a 'FSBO' (for sale by owner) you will need to make before he is ready and willing to list his home with you. It's fascinating. When we broke my neighborhood (which is an awesome neighborhood, by the way) down, he said with my plan of action, it will cause ten transactions a year. Not a bad turnout for what I have planned.
I'm also going to start working my COI (center of influence) which will result in keeping my name in mind, which is basically how Real Estate works. The more people that know you and know you are a Realtor, the more business you get.
On the Baby Thigpen front, Baby Thigpen is still taking his time getting here. I have a hunch that he will make his appearance Monday, since Jen is already a bit dilated (is this too much info for you readers? I hope not, after all, when I mentioned puking while in labor, you guys commented all over the place!) I am way excited and call Jen at work and ask her is she's going into labor. I can't help it, I want to see my boy!
It's almost time to go pick B up so she can go to practice. This is going to be our first weekend where we are moved in...meaning, we don't have boxes to unpack, pictures to hang, trips to make, we can just hang out and have fun. She wants to go see 'Haunted Mansion', so that's probably in our near future.
Have a great weekend!
Ebay is a wonderful tool....
This is a clean link, go read it!
Then make sure you read the comment the seller added to the auction.
There is something wrong with...
A school requiring your step-daughter to be at school an hour early (7am) to practice for her Recorder Recital. Speaking of which, what kind of heartless cruel person invented the Recorder? To be honest, it is a nice sounding instrument but I'm sure B isn't the only one that will play 'Hot Cross Buns' for two hours straight?