You're a Real Estate Junkie, aren't you? It's Ok...I understand. Did your addiction start back in the late 1980's with the Sunday morning infomercials like "Fox and Lazo's Parade of Homes"? Do you search sites like Trulia and Zillow, just to see what is on the market in your area? Has your need compelled you to chat about real estate at cocktail parties, and intimate gatherings? And do you usually look through the real estate section of the Sunday paper...like, every Sunday? I thought so. I know your type. You notice every for sale sign in your neighborhood. Akin to there being a metal plate in your head that pings whenever you drive past a for sale sign. You have also probably spoken or emailed a realtor to get some more info on a home that you planned on neither buying or selling. And Open Houses? Forget...you have been to them all, and you usually make a B-Line for the photos on the walls of those homes.
My particular need for R.E. (real estate) was first exposed to all at the age of 19. I used to sit down with a red pen, and circle properties in the weekend paper that I thought our family might drive past, after seeing those on the aforementioned Parade of Homes. It could have been that I was just a nosy little snoop who wanted to go into neighbors homes? Gosh, I hope not. Anyway, I am a realtor now. A realtor for the past 21 years here in downtown Philadelphia who generally shows no less than say 40 condos a week. Every week. My name is Mark and I am an addict. Go ahead, admit it. You are a Real Estate Junkie. Start with the phrase, "My name is _______________, and I am a real estate junkie. You will feel much better in no time.
Mark Wade www.CenterCityCondos.com