I was interrupted while blogging tonight by blood curdling screams. Was it a horror show, not exactly. My 14 year old daughter saw a spider in her room. I found her standing on her bed just pointing. I have never been afraid of spiders,so I suggested that we vacuum it up. She said no. It might crawl out tonight. I suggested getting it with a broom, countered with what if you miss? Then I said how about I catch it, and put it outside. Well, then it will live, and have lots of 8 legged descendants. I could not win. So I said then you take care of it if you are the expert. No response except the scream that it was now on the prowl.
So I took care of it.
That is my job. I am the Mom, and I am not afraid. I am certainly not going to let that 8 legged vagrant scare my daughter.
This incident brought me back to the reason I am an agent. I have clients everyday who do not know which way to move. Some are afraid, and others just need to be informed. That is my job, and I will not let the fear of a bad economy, housing market, or anything else get in the way of my clients getting a good night sleep. They don't have to worry about what is next, because they have me on their side!