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RIP

RIP

Well, my least favorite buyer has died. I don’t usually write about fatalities here, because it’s morbid and in spite of my fata…

Knocking

Knocking

There’s a summer wind blowing through my October window again. It shouldn’t be, but it is. And it’s not really blowing. It…

Prolific

Prolific

On the edge of my property, well beyond where the grass turns to prairie and after the prairie turns to a forest, if you can call it that, …

Where

Where

So where would you rather be, he said. If you didn’t have to be here, where would you live? If you had to choose a place, tell me wher…

These Days

These Days

I spend most of my time wondering how Jackson Browne could write this song when he was just 16 years old. I remember being 16 years old. I h…

Gross

Gross

One of the things I most dislike about real estate mania is the mania part. I want real estate to make sense. I want pricing to make sense. …

Seller’s Remorse

Seller’s Remorse

I contend that it would be impossible to sell a home that you loved without experiencing a considerable degree of seller’s remorse. Wh…

Ban

Ban

I think everyone knows how I feel about pontoon boats. In case you don’t know, I hate them. That’s not to say that I don’t…

Pier 290

Pier 290

I’m grateful for the dull things in life. For the way I feel when I go to the hardware store and buy two furnace filters and a small …

Tops

Tops

I’m well aware that people grow tired of having me talk about sales volume. It’s tedious and annoying, I agree. I think that may…

Tell

Tell

If a house is listed for sale and then, a short while later, the price is dramatically reduced, what does that tell you? I view this as an a…

Dissent

Dissent

I’ve been bothered by a comment that was made on this site recently, and I feel the need to discuss it further. The comment implied th…

Rain

Rain

It rained again yesterday. It would have come as a surprise to me, but it rained a bit two days before that as well. And last weekend we had…

Benches

Benches

I’ve spent much of the last twenty years working on a theory that suggests the only people who sit on park benches are old men. I was …

Gratitude

Gratitude

I’m not one of those people who have trouble saying thank you. I say it all of the time. I say it when someone refills my water at a r…

Finally

Finally

I feel better now. I was on the verge of breaking, but in true Midwest fashion I powered through the difficult days knowing that there were…