Filed under: Being Mere
Only it is.
Tired. Very, very tired. My entire day is revolving around how quickly I can make it back to bed.
Friday was a party until 3 am. Saturday, a divine wine country wedding reception complete with some of my favorite people in the world. Today I was working by 9:30, cleaning the house at 11 and then back to work at 1. I am now sitting at the worlds loudest open house. There are 2 gentlemen using power tools on the stairway outside. Thankfully, I am not hungover, just exhausted. I will give it one more hour and if they are not done, I think I will head back home to get in my pj’s.
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I came home around 11 and all the garage doors in my little area were open. I pulled into my own garage and as I was fumbling for the key the midnight knocker strolls up after a visit to the trash cans. I had been hoping to avoid him since Friday night was so fucking weird and I was so fucking drunk. I gave a little wave as I got the door open and fled to the privacy of my own home. Awkward!
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I found out Bachelor #2’s name. It happens to be the same name as the young pup from early last year, but Bach #2 shall be known from here forward (as if this story is going anywhere other than my own dreams and wishes?!) as The Wine Snob. My drunk ass forgot about his wine snobbish ways. And how he told me I would start to care about wine once I was 35. Sigh….sadly he underestimates my love for cheap beer and vodka.
Anyway….I need to question my neighbor about him without appearing to be interested. Why I cannot appear interested is beyond me. But I am sort of interested. At least enough to find out if he is a dick or not.
Pbbbbbbbt. I need a nap and a life so I can stop obsessing over stupid boys who were only talking to me because I was one of 4 girls at a party and the ONLY single one.
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Dear god, do you think I am stupid enough to make out with a neighbor? One who shares common walls with me? HELL NO! One who is not going to buy a house with me? Hell no! One who will not tell me his age (which has to mean too young, right?) One who drives something small, white and loud?
HELL NO!
So anyway….when the doorbell rang I was oh so hoping it was bachelor #2. But things tend not to work that way in my world.
Instead, #1 wanted to make sure I stumbled home the 6 feet between the other neighbors house and mine and was safely inside. Then he wanted to meet my cats. And he kept creeping into the (very messy) house (which sort of gives me hives).
Then he made me walk into the bachelor pad from hell next door to meet his cats. It is now about 3am for the record.
He then walked me back home…another 10 feet, and I was all KTHXBYE! and ran into my house and into bed BY MYSELF PDQ.
Now, I have a raging headache. And a wedding reception to attend in a few short hours.
There is no sign of Bachelor #2. I could find out anything I wanted, but I am not sure I am ballsy enough to ask. I dunno. Short. Of Irish decent, I believe (no accent or I would have humped his leg). He was the male version of me – which is sort of masturbatory and hot all at the same time.
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That the neighbor just knocked on my door? Eeek!
Never one to toot my own horn…but I think there were 2 guys looking for my attention tonight and I have no idea what to do with it.
1) Is smart and cute and MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR who wants to buy a house with his parents out of town agent. He has 3 cats. I am suddenly un-interested.
2) I have zero idea what his name is. ZERO. But fabulous conversation about art and passion and life and whatever. But he did not ask for a number. And I happen to know I look like shit after 6 or 7 hours of pounding beer. But I am intrigued beyond belief and have NO idea what to do about it.
I have tried to write about my San Diego trip a few times – it comes out weird. Which is how I feel about the whole conference. Weird. Overwhelmed. A bit sideways.
I am currently trying to focus what I got from the conference into a list of goals. The problem being, I have very little time to focus.
I signed up for the business coaching this company (same as the conference) offers. I had a coach for a year a few years ago, but I am not sure I got out of it what I should. Real estate was easy back then and I was not open to growing a business. Unlike now, where we were bumped to #2 in the office, and we need systems in order to sustain the level of production while hopefully cutting back a few hours.
Anyway, one of the questions they send you is what is your major roadblock? Time. I need another day in the week. Maybe 2.
Here is why I have no time:
The day before I left we put 2 into escrow and an offer on a short sale has some sudden traction and another buyer is hot to trot so I am all over the map previewing homes today. Last night was football, french fries and beer with friends. Tonight a party at my neighbors. Saturday – a Napa area wedding reception. Sunday I have an open house. Monday I have a listing appointment AND have to show property to some possible new out of area clients. I still have not seen a friends (FOUR MONTH OLD) child. The next 2 weekends are a shower and bachelorette party. There are things I want to do that I can not squeeze in. And I feel like a terrible friend ALL the time.
Writing that makes me tired. My house is still a mess. My suitcase is on the floor, open and only half unpacked. I find the time to get laundry clean but not folded. I am scared to look at the potty box.
The one thing I did learn at the conference that I will share with you is that whining is for losers. So this is not whining. Just an explanation as to why I am lagging here. An apology, I guess. But not whining.
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And am trying to type around a purring cat…it is good to be missed, isn’t it?
Filed under: Being Mere
> The Monterey Bay Aquarium, my favorite place on earth, is taking down their jellyfish exhibit. If anyone has seen it, you know how neat it is. I often thought they should have quiet hours where one could meditate and relax. Better than therapy. They are going to have a new installation – SEAHORSES!!! I am soooo excited!
And! And! And! I want to do this!
>Still #1 in our office. And I have to tell you….we have not made that much money to be #1. We have brought in about $350K in gross commissions (and 4 of those escrows have not closed yet, but that is our total for the year. But we are paying out GOBS of it. Out of that $350K we will be lucky to clear $100K each. So that is $150K we have paid to other agents and our office. And for the record – $100K means I break even for the year (as far as expenses for life and work). Now do you see why I stress? When $100K gets you no forward movement in life? This business is expensive!
And I totally get that making that sort of money is really a big deal to a lot of people. But when you are self employed and paying your insurance ($250/mo for pretty basic coverage), and phone bills (we are up to $200/mo) and advertising (a quarter page is $400 for one day) and GAS (shit….do not get me started), you really do not end up with a ton for personal stuff.
> San Deigo bound. I will get a few hours today to screw around in the Gas Lamp District. I am taking the DS and a good book. I am going to lounge as much as possible.
>I am not even at the conference yet, and I have a list of goals created. Shit.
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“Pending Insanity”
Do you get it? A real estate term AND proof I am heading to the booby bin? I am in this place where I want things to level out, and I want a life, and I want to not work 7 days a week. BUT! I also am in an almost constant state of panic that I have not made enough money this year. Stressed if I do, stressed if I don’t.
I hate the stress. I hate the responsibilities in my life. And for the first time I am at a total loss for how to deal with it.
If the contracts we got accepted this week end up closing, I will officially have covered all my living expenses for 2008. There are other bills to start paying after that….$2600 in dental work needed, $3500 in legal fees for 2009, pay the IRS $5000 for this year and $2000 for last year, start a real savings account and fill with $30K, THEN start paying off the bills from last year. It makes me tired just thinking about it.
I get overwhelmed just thinking about it. That list requires $12K to start….$42K to finish….then start on the bills (I have paid off 2 low credit cards, but have 2 larger ones that I want to tackle ASAP – all of it how I survived last year).
Enough whining. I need to get excited to head to San Diego, attend my favorite conference, eat at my favorite restaurant, sleep, rest. I hope to come home with an attitude adjustment.
Filed under: Work
“Next year, we need to seriously make a goal to get an assistant. We each need to put $15K in an account and use that to pay someone to do the tedious work”.
She does not really respond. “No, really. I cannot give up my entire life for this. I cannot work until 8 pm every Sunday, then work the next 6 consecutive days. I would like to attempt a life.“
Having had to give up an invite to Monday Night Football, I am bent out of shape to be working until 9:30 at night.
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Here is why we need an assistant. This is my week:
Tuesday: 7:30 Walk with friend since too tired to go to Bootcamp. Go to SF to see this. Lunch at Gordon Biersch. And I have to take my laptop…because I may be getting responses to offers I have out. Come back to work til 7:00
Wednesday: 5:30 am Bootcamp. 9:30 – preview property 45 mins away. Run around to 2 areas to get sigs on an offfer. 1:00 Listing Presentation (he was a douche, I do NOT want that listing). 5:00 Drinks in Walnut Creek with a lender friend. 9:00 pm phone still ringing for work.
Thursday: 10:00 Preview homes. 2:00 finally have lunch. Run around like a chicken with my head cut off buying shower gift, wrapping up an escrow. Get home from work at 6:30. 8:00 car show downtown. 9:00 find new bars since our regular ones are closed from car show. Home around 2 am.
Friday: I have no idea what actually happened today. I would have SWORN I could work a half day and spend the rest of it lazing around. It is 7 pm and I am still working. 2 accepted offers today, looked at rental property for a client in Milpitas and Fremont. Got my passport picture taken. Called my dental insurance finally (after being cancelled) to inform them that calling them to figure out what I owe the and when has been on my to-do list for 60 days. No really. 60 days.
The rest of the week looks like this: Show homes tomorrow. Laundry, pack, clean house. Sunday get on a plane and go to San Diego. Come home Tuesday night to start it all over again
I am more tired than I can ever tell you. I am scrambling to get work done tonight so I may have the option of actually packing and cleaning tomorrow. I am a huge whiner, huh?
Filed under: Drinking
Long ass, spinning wheels sort of day where nothing I did accomplished anything. I would have been better off staying home today – at least I would have saved gas. And no….I am not PMSie.
Cocktails at a fabulous new bar with a new friend. lots of conversation and snarky remarks.
Dinner = cheerios out of the bag with a glass of milk since all the bowls are dirty.
Bed. Now.
