Until this week, it hasn’t rained in a month… of course last time it rained, it rained for a month. Nevertheless….that brings me to earlier this week, when it rained, a lot.It took me by surprise--no umbrella, rain boots at the house and rain jacket rolled up in the trunk.
I was meeting a client for a 5:30 showing at a house off 105. When leaving the office at 5:00 I noticed that the lights outside had gone out.. no wait that’s a really dark cloud. But it was just the edge of the front, surely I could make it to the south side of Lake Conroe and show this house before the rain hit. So I headed out wishing I had not washed my car earlier in the day.
By the time I reached the address, the bottom of that dark cloud had fallen and even on ultra-high speed, my wipers couldn't keep up and I was finding it difficult to see out of my windshield. I didn’t even come close to making it before the rain came.
Now – for those of you who know me well from one of my other "nine lives", you know that I was the first one to volunteer to climb on a pallet being raised to the roofby a forkliftin orderto survey damage in the middle of the storm. Or to head across town in a hurricane to hook up a generator. For you guys, this story will be nothing – but for those that don’t know me as well – yes – I do understand that I am a little bit crazy when it comes to taking care of business.
While circling the block trying to decide if my car will make it down the drive, my client arrives and I follow her down to the house. Sitting in the car is when I realize that I have no umbrella, and my rain jacket is safely, and dryly, tucked in the trunk. No matter, I jump out and run to the door that was supposed to be unlocked for our showing. It was not.
So here I am (my wise, umbrella holding client beside me) calling the listing agent to find out why the door is locked. After the second call, he answers and ask me to make sure that the door is actually locked. He then politely informs me that it’s raining out there now as he lives close. Bingo – yes I am aware since we are standinginit - and he agrees to come unlock the door since he’s only about 5 minutes away.
After 5 minutes he calls to tell me it is still raining, yes, I still know. He had been waiting for it to“let up” so he now agrees (again) to come and let us in. Once he arrives, the rain is so bad that he pulls in…and waits. After 3 minutes he calls me to ask me to come to his car to get the key. Why not? A little more rain can’t hurt!
It took about 45 seconds for my client to see the house wasn’t going to work out for them. But we were there and we saw and we know that we need to continue to look.
I really didn’t think about how crazy this whole thing was until I got back into my car and realized that I was so soaked to the bone. But like all the other tasks I mentioned – it’s just what I do. In fact, when I got to the office this morning my friend asked me – ‘How did the showing go last night?” I had to stop and think about it… then I began to laugh and said,“Oh yes! That was a little bit crazy!"
My friends will tell you not only is that how I am - it’s WHO I am. I’ll get the job done.
If you need to get home – just give me a call. I’ll Get you HOME. It’s what I do.
Author:Kelly Lawson Phone: 936-525-9589 Dated: July 29th 2016 Views: 187 About Kelly: My job is to get you home. It’s that simple. The process is not always that simple, but the task...