It was 2007…
the first iPhone had just hit the shelves, the spice girls were on their reunion tour (don’t judge me), and I was 25 and just listed my very first home. That following weekend I held my first open house. I ran around the house fluffing pillows, sweeping the main entrance, picking up anything that might have been missed on the floor and throwing a tray of chocolate chip cookie dough into the oven. I was ready. When people began to arrive to view the home I noticed one couple in particular who took their time and lingered a little longer than the rest. They envisioned their children playing in the newly renovated nook in the basement and spoke about using the living space off the main floor as a studio. As the couple walked from one room to another I could tell every step they took was a step closer to making this house their home. By the end of the open house, it was abundantly clear that this was the home for them.
“There is no greater feeling than finding the perfect home for someone to live the life they dreamed of living.”
For fear of losing the house, they wanted to meet right away. We sat down together to go over all of the pertinent details of purchasing a home. Ensuring they were well informed and providing them with all of the necessary paperwork, it was finally time to write the offer. So off I went in the middle of winter in arguably one of the worst snowstorms of the year to present the offer to the sellers. The couple (interested buyers) decided to join me and they stayed out in their car while I brokered between them and the sellers who were in the house. The snow continued to accumulate so I hiked up my socks and boogied back and forth from the car to the house delivering messages between both parties. The neighbors must have thought I was crazy.
It was 2007…
the first iPhone had just hit the shelves, the spice girls were on their reunion tour (don’t judge me), and I was 25 and just listed my very first home. That following weekend I held my first open house. I ran around the house fluffing pillows, sweeping the main entrance, picking up anything that might have been missed on the floor and throwing a tray of chocolate chip cookie dough into the oven. I was ready. When people began to arrive to view the home I noticed one couple in particular who took their time and lingered a little longer than the rest. They envisioned their children playing in the newly renovated nook in the basement and spoke about using the living space off the main floor as a studio. As the couple walked from one room to another I could tell every step they took was a step closer to making this house their home. By the end of the open house, it was abundantly clear that this was the home for them.
“There is no greater feeling than finding the perfect home for someone to live the life they dreamed of living.”
For fear of losing the house, they wanted to meet right away. We sat down together to go over all of the pertinent details of purchasing a home. Ensuring they were well informed and providing them with all of the necessary paperwork, it was finally time to write the offer. So off I went in the middle of winter in arguably one of the worst snowstorms of the year to present the offer to the sellers. The couple (interested buyers) decided to join me and they stayed out in their car while I brokered between them and the sellers who were in the house. The snow continued to accumulate so I hiked up my socks and boogied back and forth from the car to the house delivering messages between both parties. The neighbors must have thought I was crazy.
This is when I knew I had found my passion.
Times have certainly changed since then, but my tenacity and desire to achieve the very best for the people I work with hasn’t.
I work with a strong sense of integrity and a strategic platform to ensure my clients are provided with the best possible resources and representation. I understand that I’m not the perfect agent for every person but I am absolutely dedicated to my authenticity, my values, and my work ethic. I will always take pride in my desire to know my clients in a real way. The better I understand them the better I can advocate for them. We’re in this together.
