Realtors and the Current Market

Spent the week crammed into two rooms with hundreds of Realtors during the green certification training.  Now, we all know that the market’s not so great, particularly in other parts of the country.  But I have to say that that’s about the most upbeat group of folks I’ve ever encountered, current conditions notwithstanding.  Rather than sitting around bemoaning the situation, every single one of the agents I spoke with was trying to figure out their next step, the next wave, how to differentiate themselves from the other 4 million Realtors.  Ya gotta admire their optimism and their spirit.  And, omg, their energy.

Yeah, I had a great time.

Green Realtors

About 100 instructors and 250 Realtors took the brand-new sustainability training at the National Association of Realtors convention this week.  It was standing room only for the 15-hour core class–turns out Realtors are thinking this is the wave of the near-future and are falling over each other to get the designation.  A good thing, I think.

In addition to the core class, there’s a choice of electives–residential, commercial or property management–that can be taken in person or via webinar.  It is a HUGE amount of information.

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Darwin Award, anyone?

Stock Market Taking A Bite Out Of Real estate Market

So says Park Cities People Real Estate editor Austin Kilgore.

Memories… Like The Corners of The Stoneleigh Hotel

Unfortunately, I did not grow up in Dallas. (Got here soon as I could.)Any child-hood hotel memories I have evoke the Drake, Palmer House, and a Howard Johnsons where we used to pig out on ice cream and crash pool parties. So any memories I have of the Stoneleigh Hotel on Maple are fresh — sweet and fun, not ancient. I remember loving it the first time I laid eyes upon the maroon-y lobby because, I think, it reminded me of an old, grand Chicago hotel, which made me feel at home. I remember fun Nancy Smith luncheons — Carlton Varney holding court in the fabulous oak-panelled Dorothy Draper dining room in the penthouse. I remember a luncheon or dinner where Linda Ivy lost one of her ginormous diamond rings, her husband Steve told her not to worry about it, but that darling girl got down on her hands and knees and hunted ’til she found her bling. I remember the last Press Club event at The Stoneleigh — a great party — what was Elizabeth Albanese doing that night?

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