08/23/2026
Sometimes people ask what Realtors actually do all day.
Well. This. This is what we do all day. Manage this.
This week I have:
😳 A new client with a non-zero chance of Baby Reindeering me. Early days. We shall see how this plays out.
🤷🏻♀️ A client who closed LAST MONTH incessantly texting me and the buyer’s agent about copyright law. Why? Unclear. Why are we all still here? Also unclear.
🙄 A buyer’s agent who believes a 1950s house should be updated to today’s standards before being sold and is advising her clients accordingly. She’s been doing this long enough she may have sold the place to the original owner.
😤 A listing agent who has somehow out-boomered himself by obtaining a HARD COPY of the HOA documents, refusing to scan them, and insisting they be picked up at his office.
Two hours away.
M-F, 9-5, naturally.
🤯 A buyer’s agent who keeps removing my assistant Kaja’s email from Reply All and replacing it with KaYa, so everything bounces back when I Reply All. I keep correcting it. She keeps changing it back. This is our life now.
🫠 A listing agent who keeps emailing me as if I am the appraiser, despite me repeatedly responding, “You have emailed me, the buyer’s agent, again.”
At this point I am gaslighting myself into thinking maybe I am the appraiser and forgot?
😡 A roofer who certified a roof that was DOWN TO THE PLYWOOD as having “easily 10 more years of life left.”
Turns out the roofer:
1. Did not get on the roof.
2. Did not bring a ladder.
3. Did not look at our inspector’s photos of the roof.
Anyway, my buyers are getting a new roof before closing. From a different roofer, obviously.
🤨 A closing team demanding information from the lender despite having spent a WEEK not including anyone from the lending team on the emails or me, the buyers agent.
I did not pick said closing team.
😏 A buyer demanding my seller provide evidence AND instructions for how to operate the gas fireplace.
The seller made them a video.
It begins with her holding up the instruction booklet THAT IS ATTACHED TO THE FIREPLACE and saying, “First thing, you open this instruction manual.”
Honestly, 10/10. No notes. Oscar performance for short documentary.
A client who has panic attacks before, during, and after nearly every interaction we have and trusts me completely with her real estate needs.
Which is genuinely very sweet. I’m honored.
I’m also tired.
A buyer who closed last month, installed her washing machine incorrectly, flooded her house, and is angry the inspector didn’t catch that this would happen.
She installed the washer.
After closing.
About 27 days after the inspection.
I represented the SELLER.
So that’s what we do. We are just out here looking at our phones several times a week and thinking, “This cannot possibly what I am doing with my life.”
And yet, it is exactly what I am doing with my life.
I love what I do. I love the people I get to do it for and with.
As always, I got 99 problems, but loving my job ain’t one.
(I also have 10 other active clients that make this job totally mundane with how uneventful they are. Lame.)
(Here’s a picture of my kid in Alaska this week on a trip made possible by this rad job of mine)