Today is Wednesday.... and I am halfway through my second week as a Realtor... I love it! My mentor took me out on showings for a condo on Monday. We started our day out with approximately 18 condo's to look at..... and we set out nice and early with our client and her Mom. (by the way...... her Mom is the sweetest little 80 year old firecracker you will ever meet. I had to pull her away from the nice looking man in his swim trunks when she asked him for his phone number and address... LOL) The client found a property she REALLY wanted, and said.......... write it up! YAY! A dream come true; I was going to write up an offer after 7 days in the business. WOW! I even took a picture of my name on the AS IS contract through the MLS.... ha ha....... My mentor laughed when I said "it's like babies first tooth.. you gotta keep these memories"........ #GreenLionRealty #Shannonmoore #lovemyclients
We all know what it is.. some deal with it better than others... some just don't deal with it at all... It is called STRESS. I can honestly say that I am happier now in my life than I have ever been. I have a wonderful husband, and fabulous career, healthy grandchildren and grown kids that can support themselves! (Parenting Goal 101 Achieved!) But, I can also say that with all of the wonderful things going on there are additional levels of stress that I have determined can be dealt with in a number of ways.... Stress Level 1: Your morning wake up is a text sent by a client, the boss, or the lender that keeps the world going around that says.... something is amiss............. OOPS... looks like I better drink my coffee before continuing the read of this text....... this is not a critical 911 text... yet... this we can deal with after the appropriate amount of caffeine. Stress Level 2: This is the stress level that keeps you awake at night, not nec...
So, I wanted to just share my story as a person who went through their first hurricane as a Florida resident... I have been here through other "threats"... and tend to follow the vibe of my husband, who went through Hurricane Charley, and lived to tell me about it. But this crazy storm of a size that no one had ever seen before, made me nervous. The images that were coming across the TV of the spanking Irma was delivering to the Caribbean were horrifying. Okay, I was flat out scared. When I saw friends and neighbors packing up and heading out, gas stations over run, and water and bread were no where to be found... I had to fight my own "flee" instinct. I wanted to run. We were not able to leave as we cannot leave family behind. A medical issue kept all of us from leaving together. So, we set up camp with all of our provisions at my in-laws home. I never could have anticipated the amount of work that goes into prepping your home and yoursel...
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