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It’s official, August 17 came and went, and per the new regulations, sign-up sheets simultaneously appeared at ALL of our weekend open houses. For those of you in the hunt, I’m sure you ran into them.
“Can I ask you folks to sign in? I said, “It’s now required by the NAR . . . ” (and it is). With few exceptions, people politely complied with little push back. (Thank you, I appreciate that.) What do Realtors® intend to do with your signatures? NOTHING . . .
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It's time. It's overdue, and I'm up to my eyeballs in STUFF I no longer need or want . . . I've cleaned out my storage room, home office, closets, and garage, and have hauled all of the superfluous items over to 100 Echo Avenue to sell on SATURDAY!
After owning this income property for more than a decade and renting it out fully furnished to short-term renters, I have an entire household of goods and items that need to find new homes. I'll be selling beds, couches, a dining room table and chairs, rugs, small appliances, linens, dishes, lighting, Serena & Lily wallpaper, etc., etc., etc. What's left will go to the White Elephant Sale or some other worthy cause. I'm ready to let it all go (cheap)! "I'm a Pepper,
You're a Pepper, He's a Pepper, She's a Pepper, Wouldn't You Like to be Pepper Too?" Remember the Dr. Pepper jingle? It's popping into my head these days as I prepare the duplex Cliff and I own for the coming Fall Market. In other words, if you think I don't know your pain . . . think again. My dad loved cards. Bridge, Hearts, Gin, Rummy, Casino, Canasta, half a dozen versions of Solitaire, and Cribbage, just to name a few. And he taught my sisters and me how to play from an early age. Cribbage was, and remains my favorite card game, and Dad being the cutthroat cardshark he was, if you missed adding your score correctly, he swooped in and pegged the points for himself. Consequently, I quickly learned to count my cards very carefully . . . .
I'm not gonna lie, I left Tuesday morning's COMPASS meeting wondering if it wasn't time to retire and move to Italy. The amount of new regulations, addendums, modifications, and corrected forms set to take effect on August 17 regarding the recent class-action lawsuit and the subsequent settlement by the NAR (National Association of Realtors), feels like an avalanche of utter nonsense. Clearly, those pulling the strings have no understanding of how the industry actually operates and functions, OR how Realtors® work day-to-day, OR what we bring to the process . . . .
Instead of a common-sense approach to clarifying and bifurcating the commissions, they have taken a system that wasn't broken and proceeded to break it. If clarity was the intended goal, the "fix" is anything but. |
AuthorJulie Gardner, has been writing The Perspective for 18 years and has published more than 775 humorous but always informative, essays on life and real estate. 
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