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Let's talk.

Why don't more people open up? I know I talk too much at times, but I'd rather be like this than one of those secret keepers that keep it close to the cuff. Maybe it's experience or maybe it's time, but I never see any good come out of not communicating. This isn't a game we are playing and it will end eventually. I don't want to be one of those people who has regrets. I don't want to wish that I could say something to someone when it's too late. Speaking of which, I talked to the people whose house I was trying to buy. They finally went over the real estate agent's and called me. Good thing because I was really getting suspicious. I was not wrong about them. They are who they say they are; they're like me.  I'm sorry I didn't get their house, but I think I have made a terrific new connection and for that I'm grateful. Now back to the search. I know I will be comparing everything to the house I tried to buy, but I will just have to get over it. I sense that people are starting to panic a little about whether they will ever be able to sell their houses. I''m glad I'm a buyer.  Now if I can just figure out this PODS thing for storing my stuff....

Posted on Wednesday, December 3, 2008 at 02:53PM by Registered CommenterKim Adams | CommentsPost a Comment

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