I read a story the other day about the death of Ivy Bean in the UK, who, at 104, was the world’s oldest contributor to Twitter. She shared about the residential home she lived in and poked fun at her friend, Mabel, who must miss her hugely.
While I am not 104, even on a bad day, I do feel a bit like an explorer in an unfamiliar jungle. I had written ‘unmapped’, but this new world of blogging and tweeting is not unmapped; it is just, for me, currently mainly unknown.
There are guides along the way – I am finding such an amazing abundance of venues to sit down and absorb the words (oh, the jargon!) and the ideas and experience of others and a similar abundance of people willing to share and spread their knowledge to the unknowledgeable, all for free. It seems that, the more we all spread the word, the bigger the conversation gets, the better it is for everybody. I’m like the frog: if you put it in boiling water, it jumps right out, but if you put it in cold water and heat it up slowly, well, you get frog for dinner. I just hope this technology pot I’m sitting in doesn’t kill me!
All this to launch my new website, one I can play with and change and where I can post a weekly blog on a topic either to do or not to do with real estate (ripening tomatoes are on my mind a lot lately – the lack thereof). I have asked others to contribute – my favorite lender, my favorite title person – and will post statistics and market trends and the like.
And the point of this blogging for me? To inform, to entertain, and to prompt you, the reader, to comment and to question. When we have a real estate question on our minds, you have to know that family and friends will willingly contribute their knowledge. Why not ask someone who knows a thing or two after 20 years in the biz? Given a desire to “do” something about our housing, it’s all about the next step – information.
Just thinking about that 20 years. I’ve sold a few homes recently to young things setting out who want to raise their family there and to older folks who want to be carried out feet first. It’s the first year I’ve actually been saying to people, you know, when you come to sell this house, I really will be retired! That actually doesn’t sound too scary; must be getting older. I just remember: everyone my age is older than I am.
