A friend on another real estate board talked in her blog yesterday about out how a sales background helps real estate agents. Her research revealed that many real estate agents had no sales training before joining the real estate profession. She commented on how much her corporate sales background helped her in real estate. And boy, can I relate to that. I did not become a top Sacramento Realtor by chance.
From an early age, I won sales contests. Taught me to be competitive and to win. Even today, at my age, going on 67, I still like to win. When I no longer really need to win. It’s ingrained.
Beware of the turkey terrorists roaming the streets in Kona this morning. Although it is does not really qualify for Wordless Wednesday because I do have words for this blog and it is not Wednesday. Reminds me of the theme song for The Monkees: Here we come, walking down the street. (Hey, sing along now.) We get the funniest looks from, everyone we meet.
I hate these guys. Not The Monkees. The turkey terrorists in Kona. There used to be 7 of them, a big gang. Nobody stops them. Don’t think we are allowed to shoot them but any other means are OK. I brought up that question at the last HOA meeting I attended, what are we gonna do about the turkey terrorists in Kona? Someone suggested a bow and arrow.
Never thought I’d see the day that a home’s condition trumps location in Sacramento real estate. It’s been leaning this way for years, ever since the market crash created a falling market from 2006 through mid-way of 2011. That’s when the flippers stepped in and took over the market in a big way. Also, new housing is moving the market again, which was not a competitive factor during the downturn.
Need examples? Just look at building projects like the Mill at Broadway, which is sandwiched between two public housing projects and sits under the intersection of two major freeways. Or, the McKinley Village housing development, built next to railroad tracks where a train goes by 52 times a day and within the traffic roar of I-80. Horrible locations for real estate. But the home’s condition trumps location.
When my husband and I first embarked last month upon the Holualoa artist enclave above Kona, I noticed a sign for the Holualoa Inn. Do you want to take a look at that place, I asked? I’ve seen a few photos online and was curious to see it in person. But he had no interest in it, or maybe he was already exhausted from visiting art studios. However, when I went to Holualoa with my friend, Linda, because that’s where I do my Saturday yoga class, she was game for a visit.
As long as we don’t have to walk back up the winding road, she laughed. It was a bit steep but well worth the walk down and back. An employee met us in the lobby, wondering why we were snooping around, I suppose. If I had told him I would use my photos in a blog, he probably would have been more supportive than he was but he kind of seemed like he didn’t want us there.
Where have I been that I have not eaten a Sharwil avocado? Oh, right, in Sacramento, with my nose to the grindstone selling Sacramento real estate. OMG, the Sharwil avocado is a most delicious avocado, sweet, firm and filling. From the first taste, I was absolutely hooked.
A friend gave me a Sharwil avocado that she received from another friend in Kona who harvests a number of Sharwil avocado trees in her yard. Guess they were dropping left and right so she gathered up the avocados and dropped them off at friends’ houses. Unlike the dreaded summer zucchini harvest in Sacramento, when neighbors drop bags of zucchini on your front step, ring the door bell and run, these are a sought-after delicacy.