The holidays are upon us and the New Year is just ahead. To that end, today's newsletter skips a personal anecdote and moves directly into the Piedmont Year in Review. (I'll return to embarrassing my husband and kids come January.) For a detailed look at 2017 sales, as listed on the MLS (Multiple Listing Service), click here.
"Your lights look a little anemic," my sister Jill said, looking at my sad little row on the porch railing. "If you like, I can get someone to come over and help."
She was right, my lighting job had been a little underwhelming, especially when compared to my neighbor's dazzling display, but paying someone to hang Christmas lights works against my Sacramento roots. Still, it was an idea worth considering.
I woke from my sleep the other night just in time to watch my husband take a terrible spill. Back lit by the SUPER moon; down, down, down he went (followed by multiple expletives not fit to print)! For the record, Cliff rarely cusses, but it was one of those awful slow-motion moments where you know the outcome isn't going to be good.
I'm back from New Zealand after visiting our younger son in Dunedin who was studying abroad at the College of Otago (and by "studying abroad," I mean that Tristan was exploring the Kiwi lifestyle with far more gusto than he was attending classes.)
"That's okay," a client reminded me,"I did too, and it's one of the absolute best things I've ever done. Classes weren't always my highest priority either, but wow, that's where I learned to really stand on my own, travel and explore as a responsible adult, and feed my curiosity about other cultures."
Julie Gardner, referred to as, "the pulse of Piedmont," has been writing The New Perspective for 11 years.