Top Agent Sacramento
As we roll into a very hot spring real estate market, one way to find a home is to seek Sacramento’s hidden inventory “pocket listings.” I did just that when looking in the Boulevard Park area of Midtown Sacramento. A long term client of over 21 years was looking for a home in the area. She had now, of course, become a dear friend. When we were house hunting, it became quickly apparent there were so few homes for sale in this area.
I called an agent in Midtown who works Boulevard Park and he had lived in the area for many years. Mentioned I was looking for something updated about 2400 square feet. There was nothing like this in the MLS. He said he actually had clients who had talked about selling, let me ring them. They were away on vacation in a very exotic place in the world at the time.
Here is the line up of the top agents at Lyon Real Estate downtown office, serving the greater metro area of Sacramento. I only know this because I found it on Facebook. We did not receive an email about it, and nobody on the Elizabeth Weintraub Team was notified that we rank #1 at Lyon Real Estate downtown office.
But you know what they say, if you find it on Facebook it must be true. No, seriously, this is the ranking for our office because it’s pretty much the same every year. Same players. Still, a call or an email would have been appropriate.
This top 1% agent for 2018, namely yours truly, is not in this photograph as more beautiful women are. And why not? Josh Amolsch, Elizabeth Weintraub Team exclusive buyer’s agent (on the left), accepted the award on our behalf because yours truly is still hanging out in Hawaii. Oh, don’t worry, I’m finally coming home to Sacramento next week. Three and a half months of running amok on the Big Island is coming to an end.
In the middle, we have Sparkles (fits her personality to a T), who is the sister of the drop-dead gorgeous woman on the right, Victoria Gerassimenko. This summer, Victoria and Josh are getting married, and I could not be more excited for them. In fact, my own sister is a bit peeved with me, I suspect, because I had to switch around travel arrangements to make sure I would be available to attend their wedding in Lake Tahoe. Which meant my sister had to change her travel plans to come to Sacramento from Minnesota. I can hope she forgives me.
Imagine my surprise to wake up in Hawaii on February 1 and discover my company named Elizabeth Weintraub as the number agent at Lyon Real Estate for the month of January 2019. I have been working from our vacation house in Hawaii since November. Won’t be returning to Sacramento until early March. One of my team members contributed a sale to January, but all of the other closings were my listings.
When I mentioned this accomplishment to my sister, she asked me how the other agents felt who are working so hard in Sacramento, while here I am lounging about at Kona Haven Coffee (with phone in hand, I should add). I don’t know how the other agents feel. Maybe they feel like they should go to Hawaii, too, and then sales will pick up. But if the sales aren’t happening where they are, being in Hawaii won’t change that.
The nightmares should have been a clue that it was time to think about quitting a job. I’m not talking about my primary occupation as a Sacramento Realtor. That job is as strong as ever. Still closing a couple of homes a week or so on average and turning in $30+ million in sales on an annual basis. With all of that action going on you would not think I would have time for a second job, but being an overachiever tends to come with the territory of being a top producer in Sacramento real estate.
In fact, some people are shocked to learn I even held a second job. They see I often rank in the top 10 agents in Sacramento and wonder how I do it. It was a passion for me in the beginning. I had to interview by doing the job for three weeks, back when About.com was owned by The New York Times. It was a prestigious and exciting place to work, and the experts were pioneers. We each had our websites to run and populate with content, as well as monitor a discussion board, write daily blogs and a weekly newsletter. My husband pooh-poohed the idea when I first mentioned it to him, but I was eventually hired and was totally shocked when I received my first paycheck.
It paid very well back then because we were the creators of everything. One could easily earn six figures freelancing on the internet. We held About.com meetings all over the country. But since 2006, other companies have jumped aboard. There’s been plagiarism galore. Thieves today swipe content and publish it on their own websites. The company has been sold so many times I hardly know who owns it now. Yet, I stayed onboard for 12 years, loving most of it. But there is a downside.
Obviously, I’ve been thinking about resigning. Even my dreams have been telling me to let go. But quitting a job does not come easily to me. Being a content writer is very demanding, and you’re on a tight schedule every month. Many of my weekends were devoted mostly to writing for About.com, and now I suddenly have my life back. It’s a strange feeling. When I pause, I recall vacations overseas when I desperately sought internet connections to update my articles on About.com. I was always in a panic about that job.
However, when I looked at the time expended in exchange for compensation, it just didn’t add up financially anymore. I kept writing even though my income over the years got slashed to about 20% of what I had originally earned. It became a point of diminishing returns for me. We could not come to an agreement on compensation so the contention morphed into a valid reason to resign. I’ve contributed a wealth of information on that site, which will hopefully continue to delight and inform readers as time marches forward.
I’m also not ruling out the possibility of entertaining other offers that are less demanding of my time. But for now, my full-time Sacramento real estate job is quite enough for any human. Quitting a job is like releasing an enormous amount of stress that I didn’t even know I had until I let go.
I wish the company well, but so glad I’m off the hamster wheel.