My yesterday started with a bang and ended with a whimper. I left the house in the morning, prepared for an awesome day. Phase one was a 3 hour class I needed to finish my core ConEd requirements and renew my RE license. Good class, learned a bit, and now I can renew and pay pay pay to the gods of my local real estate board with the intent and inspiration of actually making a go of it. This will be my break out year! Yeah! I can feel it in my bones… Feelin' good no matter!
After class I zoomed to burger rat and picked up what I thought would be a low cal meal that was high in potassium. Yes the lowly French fry is quite high in potassium and potassium is my new kick since I don’t think I get enough… Although god knows, after looking into this, how one manages to get enough potassium is beyond me. Supplements are on the shopping list, as well as dates, raisins, tomatoes, lentils, chili fixens' and acorn squash. All thoughtfully researched and determined to be just the ticket to get me off the low po diet.
After I picked up my lovely lunch selections, I zoomed across the parking lot to my office. I love my office, my broker is the bomb and the peeps are cool. I needed to make some new flyers for my open house today. Easy peasy and I was out the door to meet with some new buyers and show houses. They wanted to see 4 properties and then I was to head over to Ms. Buyer’s fabulous condo to list it. I had my listing packet ready to go, had made arrangements to have my favorite photog on Tuesday and hoped to go live by Wednesday. Best laid plans were then thwarted and delayed until next weekend. Meanwhile Ms. Buyer/Seller’s bulldog boyfriend began asking me questions about my background, how long had I been in real estate and what do I do? Do I run around showing houses all day? Well not exactly. What did I do before real estate, bla bla bla. So I did my tap dance, flew by the seat of my pants and fluffed by. Sigh, no listing yet and apparently I have not properly sold myself as a buyer’s agent cause I can’t get them to sign my exclusive buyer’s agency. Yet… Patience is a virtue I have not met. (or maybe I met her and we disagreed, either way, we are not close and barely acquainted).
During the drive back home I started to feel like a fraud. I mean, who am I? There are many more agents out there with many more deals under their belt, why would anyone want to work with little ol’ me? OK, that was a slippery slope which I slid partway down, kicked myself in the ass and trudged back to the top of my little mountain of “ME”.
Short list, I need to assemble some kind of resume, I have skills, I’ve had plenty of training, I've closed several deals, I know real estate, I know contracts, I can do this! Break out year, break out year, break out year! Goodbye 2012.
Today? I’ll put on some cute clothes and hold an open house in old Leawood. Reasonably priced at $545,000, it is, after all Leawood, Kansas.
And the rest will be history.