Friday, October 5, 2012

Back to Blogging in the Bull City

Has it really been 2 years? Since my last entry there hasn't been significant change in the real estate market.  Rentals have been easier to fill and houses harder to sell.  My plunge into property management has been eventful and interesting.  You can easily become emerged in the daily life of the tenants.  I've learned more than I'd like to about some residents and a lot about myself in the process.

So what are some of the encounters I have on a regular basis? Rent checks go the way of middle school homework assignments.  Either the dog ate it or you accidentally used your invisible ink pen, darn it!  Pets never pee on the carpet, at least not your little Fluffy, why she would NEVER!  The upstairs neighbors all seem to be rehearsing for Riverdance late at night, and most frequently "the property manager is just too good". I digress. 

I've enjoyed calling Durham my home these last couple years.  I grew up down the road in Chapel Hill and I never realized what I was missing just next door in the Bull City.  From the Eno Rock Quarry (pictured) to Duke Forest and some amazing restaurants in between, I've enjoyed it immensely.  If you haven't been to see some of the changes Durham has made, maybe it's time you get a dose of The City of Medicine. 

I'm excited to have a new set of wheels.  My friends call it a "mom mobile" but I think they're just jealous of all the cargo room I have.  After my ol' faithful Ford Explorer decided to stop going in
reverse it was time to move on.  I bought the car from a woman working in my old office and for a couple of real estate agents, it was a surprisingly short and painless negotiation. 

The car has proven road worthy so far, I've been making regular trips to Winston Salem to visit my girlfriend Catherine.  Next weekend the wheels will be turning towards Greenville for homecoming weekend at East Carolina.  I've heard the downtown area has gotten dangerous there with shootings all over the news.  When I was there the only shots downtown were those being served at Pantana Bob's.  It adds new meaning to the phrase "I hope I survive my visit to Greenville". 

Thanks for reading, you guys!