I kind of have to laugh…I’ve been blessed to have built such a robust business in what is considered a short amount of time. I have scaled it back the last year because…I can.
I’m selective with the caliber of investment groups I take on, both foreign & domestic. I take my buyers and sellers by referral only, meaning friends, family and their friends and family keep me busy. I want to work with who I want to work with. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, your kids will never sit on my face on a shopping cart.
I have been in the work force since the day I got my drivers license. Before that, scholastically I went non-stop. Not many teens go to Stanford University to take summer school as a high schooler. Most college kids don’t work 30+ hours a week, petition the dean to take over 24 units a semester so they can pay for their boyfriend’s little brothers clothes, shoes and private tutoring, much less find time to parent a teenager while tackling a dual Bachelors & Masters…I don’t have to defend myself to anyone but I do find it funny when people act all stupid like there’s something wrong with me being selective with my business and spending a lot of my time focused on giving back and focused on my child. I’ve closed over 250 million in acquisitions and sales in 4.5 years, do the math, do I have to move for anyone if I don’t want to? Nope.
While I love my business, even more now that I do it out of passion and not necessity, but I’ve been overjoyed to be able to have the kind of business that allows me to partake in my daughter’s life, “almost” to the extent of a SAHM, with a lot of smart time blocking and with a lot of help from my family it’s like I’m never really gone.
I have to laugh when I hear someone say I’ve fallen off or I’m not doing enough…nah, I’m still putting up numbers, better than your average person AND I get to see my kiddo excel across the board. She’s started school early for her age and she’s been consistently at the top of her class, shes an amazing dancer, she’s happy, she’s healthy and she has a heart of gold.
I can bury myself with all the awards I’ve won, and keep myself warm at night with a cash comforter but it takes 1 match and that stuff is gone. The warmth you get from knowing you’re making a difference in your child life is worth more to me than anything else.
New track deep water track homes in our future in Discovery Bay? Exciting prospects for a lot of clients that I have. Would this be something you would like to see come to fruition?
Originally posted on Delta Sun Times Daily News Update:
New homes on horizon in Discovery Bay
(DISCOVERY BAY) ——– New home development is on the horizon in Discovery Bay. Two home developers proposing new communities – with plans that have been in the works for many years – are now ready to proceed, The Pantages and Newport Pointe home development plans are located off of Point of Timber Drive in Discovery Bay.
Representatives for both developments were in attendance at last night’s (September 16) Discovery Bay CSD (Community Services District) meeting and both confirmed that they estimate their earliest homes to appear in 2017. The developers will now seek approval from LAFCO and begin to pull the appropriate permits.
“Something very beautiful happens to people when their world has fallen apart: a humility, a nobility, a higher intelligence emerges at just the point when our knees hit the floor.” ~Marianne Williamson
One small phrase, so much impact. This phrase has gotten me through some rather tough life moments. “Tough.” The word itself is loaded with meaning and in itself denotes a story to be told. “Tough” is not a word thrown around our home loosely. Tough has two somewhat contradictory meanings. Tough can mean something that is physically or emotionally damning or it can be used in the context of a result of overcoming insurmountable odds. It just depends on whether “tough” is used as a “what is/was” or a “whom is/was.”
Driving my daughter home from school the other day, we were deep in conversation. One thing I love about my daughter is her level of perception and ability to understand and relate. I don’t hide things from her. I believe in truth above all in our family. Some truths are stated more bluntly than others, others delivered in an age appropriate manner but, truth is delivered daily, above all.
I was explaining to her an encounter that I had that day with the parent of a child who had spent a good amount of time “trying” to bully my daughter at one point or another for an extended period of time. It broke down to me allowing this individual enough slack in order to either prove to me that they were in fact a good person or they were someone who would remain inconsequential to myself and my family. I explained to my daughter that these individuals had become inconsequential and it was put to the other party in a very calm but firm manner that the future would be one of personal separation and solitude. The separation of our family from such an uncomplimentary force and solitude from further defamation of our character for whatever reason put forth by these individuals. My daughters response after our conversation was, “You’re one tough mama!”
I nearly winced when she said that. I was thankful that she could not see my face, as I was driving. The last thing I ever want my child to believe is that asserting yourself is to be considered “tough.” Asserting yourself is merely just that. It is matter of fact and just a way of life I want our child to know and live by. I want her to always stand up for herself but in no way does that deserve the monicker “tough.” It’s a slippery slope into the school of thought that being outspoken, aggressive and just a plain asshole is to be considered “tough.” Ego driven behavior is not tough. In fact, it is seen as more of a weakness in my eyes. Those who run around beating their chests, claiming they can beat up the world are weak in mind, confidence and are stunted in their perception of what “tough” really is.
What does “tough” really look like then?
“Tough” has many different faces and varies from mother to mother, but in my mind tough looks like:
~a 24 year old young mother of two losing the love of her life at the hands of western medicine, 1 month before their first born’s birthday, and 4 months before the arrival of their second born. “Tough” does her best with what she has, works non-stop to provide for her children the best way she knows how, even if it is to her own detriment and she goes through their childhood’s having to miss out on so many sweet moments and memories.
~ a mother of two, battling cancer. Waking up everyday just glad to have been given the gift of breath and eyes that still open. Not knowing from day to day whether she will make it to watch her children graduate school or see either of them walk down the aisle. Thanking God for every moment of nausea or blinding pain, because at least that means they are still here, as long as they can feel it, they are still here.
~ a mother, devoted her life to her husband, home and children who one day finds herself with the short straw because husband has a midlife crisis or change of heart. Leaving “tough” to fend for herself with her children when all she knows is just her husband, home and children.
~a mother, who finds herself in every mother’s nightmare just to pinch herself and realize that it’s not a nightmare but reality. It’s every mothers worst nightmare to fathom having to bury your own child before you take your last breath but this is the epitome of “tough.”
You see, to me, “tough” when used to describe a person or an action is the behavior or act of being at a crossroads at one of life’s gnarliest intersections where you would be completely justified for taking “Easy Street” but you take “Less Traveled Road” because you know that your decision affects more than just you and the outcome of your street choice may impact your child(ren) more greatly than you in the long run. So you choose “Less Traveled Road” because your child(ren) are at the forefront of your decision. THAT is a “tough mama.” That is the definition of “tough” that I want my daughter to know in and out as it is not what happens in our lives that defines us, it is how we react to it that does.
-Much love to my “Tough Mama’s.” You know who you are, although one lost her battle with Cancer not too long ago, her memory lives on and inspires others, including me, to live “the good life and keep fighting the good fight.”
“10 Reasons Why Living in Filth is A-ok.” “Why being an alcoholic parent is character building for your child.” “Who needs emotional intelligence, when you can deny, blame & scapegoat your way out of everything.”
Since becoming a parent, I get drawn into these catchy headlines in regard to child rearing. You know how some people sit and watch daytime TV smut and eat bon-bons? Well…perhaps this is my own personal form of “entertainment” in between house cleaning/organizing, cooking, shuttling to private school, practices, play dates, taking care of my husband and running a multi-million dollar real estate business. I’m allowed a weakness right?!
A lot of the stuff published out there these days are merely the opinions of others and I see them as that, just like what I write is my opinion but why the need to draw conclusions that any one methodology is better than another, especially when it downright bashes another traditional ideology that for a lot of folks, works? Why do we romanticize lazy? So many folks are shy to a little hard work and elbow grease, it’s much easier to sit around a point at others who are “killing it” and try to rationalize everything about them to make you feel better about your downright laziness.
The “underachiever” mom models these days spend their time bashing parents who are highly involved, meticulous in their organization, grooming and manners and their children that follow suit.
They put it out there for the masses that “It’s okay” to be the parent who slides into school screaming at their children, (Possibly hung over from whatever last nights binge was), the children sloppily put together, no doubt attributed to the parent’s lack of pride in their own presentation. Their child suffers, whether they choose to see it or not and it is ultimately the parent’s lack of planning or ability to get out of bed that creates the tardiness.
These same parents are too lazy and self centered to be excited about birthday parties, school events, extracurricular activities. We get it…you’re pissed off that you drive a mini van, that you even have to deal with these “annoying little lives” that were possibly a result of a drunken night with their cheating husband whom they were desperately trying to keep from leaving, maybe it was a one night stand, maybe you just had a kid because all the cool kids were doing it. Either way, we get it, we get it. You’re edgy, and not giving a f*ck is the perceived “new cool.” You even brag about “yelling” at your children when in reality it just shows your own lack of authority in your family if the only way you can reach your child is by yelling. But guess what?
While you spend your time defending your actions/inaction and complaining about all those “pretentious perfect parents out there” and how “you’re never going to be like them” your kids are neglected and lashing out because 1.) They see you do it and think that it is a way of life, “complain until you get what you want or just sit around feeling sorry for yourself until someone takes pity on you 2.) They need attention, plain and simple, children thrive on whatever kind of attention they get and their temperament goes the direction of that “attention” either positive or negative 3.) Make excuses for their behavior instead of acknowledging or changing it. You can’t change what you don’t acknowledge even exists as a problem.
These are the folks being featured in “Parenting” magazines/blogs/you name it? Like we need any more reason to believe being a lazy/disillusioned parent is “A-0k?” Have you seen some of the miscreant children out there these days? It’s time for a keep-it-real intervention or in some cases, sterilization.
Funnily enough, overachiever parents don’t waste their time trying to call you out on your self perceived ineptitude as a parent or human being for that matter. Chances are, we don’t even notice or if we do…We’re all too busy focusing on the little lives that we’ve lovingly created with the spouses we love (albeit want to murder sometimes, but would miss too much) and actually enjoy taking care of, providing for and making traditions and memories with.
Your nasty attitude towards parents like us comes from a feeling of negative self worth and lack of emotional intelligence. If you’re aware of your feelings towards others, perhaps you need to take a little more time to find out why you even care?
Why does what Jane does or how Jane dresses or how blessed their family is even register with you on a level where you are bitter about it? Some folks don’t lead the perfect lives that you’ve built up in your own head. But they also aren’t going to go around bringing people down with their hardships. Everyone you meet is fighting their own battles. Chances are, most of us overachievers, learned to grin a bear hardships and they don’t affect us on the daily because we know that they are a part of life and bring us personal growth. We’re looking for the silver lining, as there always is one, even if it comes in the form on a lesson.
Sadly, no amount of bashing loving, traditional parents (much less anyone) will bring you any satisfaction or peace. If you cannot afford the big birthday parties, vacations, extracurricular activities, a frank conversation with your children about your family’s financial restrictions at an age appropriate level probably needs to take place or guess what? Get a job, create a business, do whatever you need to do to feel better about yourself! Children need honesty from you, just like they need set boundaries, otherwise the sense of entitlement and over inflated ego’s run rampant.
If none of these options seems attractive to you, your self hatred is going to keep fueling your own nastiness and continue to plague your children and make them incredibly bitter later in life when they have to drag their hung-over-selves out of bed, put on whatever doesn’t smell like B.O. and is covered with pet hair and is lying on the floor and show up to work for the children of the “overachiever” parents that you hate so dearly.
There is no such thing as luck. I honestly have the belief that Santa is going to come bounding down my chimney in 34 days (that I don’t actually have) before I ever believe that the concept of “Luck” is anything more than just a cop-out.
Profile of a person who fully believes in “luck” looks something like this: Does not feel that they have control of their lives. May have once had ambition but failed on the first try and then gave up. Implosive. Tries to appear happy-go-lucky on the outside but actually spew negativity in somewhat inconspicuous ways. Complaining on the daily that others are negative and ruining their day. Are powerless over their emotions. Being happy or positive is directly controlled by an exterior source, aka anything other than themselves. Play and believe in the lottery. Are either employed and forever complaining or gainfully unemployed claiming to be an “entrepreneur.” Believe that life happens to them and that ones own inaction/actions are not directly related to their own outcomes. They are most commonly seen as silent/backhanded people full of resentment.
There are more traits but you should get the idea by now.
People who believe in Luck look at those who are successful in life with resentment. They could be your best friend, by your side pretending to happy for your successes but then interject once in awhile with back handed negativity. They downplay your successes, claim they had a better/more efficient way of doing it, but the ultimate hater phrase is…”you’re so/just Lucky.”
When good things happen to you, it is a sum of efforts being put together to achieve your goal. For some it is blood, sweat, tears and a lot of failing forward. So when someone says…”Oh your so lucky, it truly minimizes the sum of your efforts and gives your achievement to a nameless, faceless bullshit concept. When someone who is successful chalks their success up to luck, they are just being coy. They know damn well it didn’t have anything to do with luck, but with a general audience of admirers some time it is just easier and more romantic to plainly say, “I was just lucky.”
When bad things happen, people who believe in luck chalk it up to, “I am just unlucky.” Well, this can be explained with two different phenomena. 1.) You caused you to be “unlucky” by your actions or lack thereof 2.) Shit happens…no seriously it does. There are just some things that are out of our control, like health issues, death, etc. That is life.
The concept of “luck” gives the weak minded person a crutch. If something bad happens it helps remove blame or accountability from a person who probably did not try their hardest, or plainly just failed. Who ever said that it was bad to fail? What is bad is not getting up 100 more times to try. But failing…not bad, not in my book. When you fail and say, “oh it’s just bad luck” you are giving yourself an excuse to say, “at least I can say I tried.” I call bullshit! If you want something that bad…you go get it! The concept of luck is a limiting belief masquerading as a limitless concept.
When you chalk something bad up to “luck” you are giving that situation power over you. You are giving yourself a pardon and excuse to sit around and feel bad for yourselves. No self respecting person likes a pity party. (Being sad/blindsided and taking time to come to terms with something is very different than a pity party.)
So with all this “Luck” bashing finally comes to what someone who doesn’t believe in luck looks like: Takes control of their life, owns their circumstances and is not reduced by them, take accountability and responsibility for their dreams, ambitions and failures, know how to stand and take criticism and turn it into something positive, life affirming and REAL to others (don’t just feed them bullshit that they think the other person wants to hear), Employed and love what they do or if they don’t, find ways to make their career better or find something new that does make them happy, business owners constantly in looking to build and grow, emotionally intelligent, believe that life is what you make of it. (I could go on forever on this list)
Bottom line. The word, “Luck” to me is like the word “try.” There is no try, there is only do or do not. There is no LUCK. There is either is or is not, do or do not. Period.
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Originally posted on Fortune:
The real estate bubble that burst in 2006 took six additional years to entirely deflate, with home prices hitting rock bottom in 2012. But by 2014, home prices, on average, have returned to their pre-bubble norms.
And with the economy growing only modestly, and average incomes growing slowly, there isn’t a lot of reason to expect that home price appreciation will do much more than keep up with inflation in coming years. But that’s on a national level, and local markets behave much differently. In fact, there are several markets in America where analysts argue that–when compared to historical trends, incomes, and rents–current prices look overvalued.
Real estate data firm Trulia compiles statistics on both the amount of home price appreciation in each U.S. metro area as well as estimates of how overvalued homes are in those areas compared with historical trends. According to Trulia, even if many of these…
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