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Living in Green Lake Could Be Hazardous to Your Health

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Living in Green Lake Could be Fattening I say this because I live across the street from the best little gelato place in all of Seattle - Bottega Italiana.  They also have excellent coffee, even by Seattle standards, and their sandwiches and salads are pretty good too, but it's the gelato, late in the evening, after realizing I didn't eat enough dinner, that calls out "Kaaaaren, oh Kaaaaren.  We still have some tiramisu just for you."  And I cave.  I forget all about the ills of eating ice cream before bed - all about the ills of just eating ice cream - until about 2:00 a.m. Then, I remember.

Living in Green Lake Could be Bad for your Career

I say this because I live a block away from one of the most popular parks in all of Seattle - Green Lake Park.  On a clear day, there are hundreds of Seattleites walking the 3-mile path that surrounds Green Lake.  On a sunny day, the area is filled with people playing volley ball, shooting baskets, jogging, biking, sunning, or kayaking on the lake.  On a rainy day, you will still see a few dedicated Green Lake fans walking the lake.  I actually have no trouble resisting Green Lake in the rain, but when the sun comes out and hundreds of people appear out of nowhere, I say to myself "You LIVE here.  You should be out there, too, enjoying yourself like the rest of them."

Living in Green Lake Could be Bad for your Pocketbook

I say this because it's not cheap to be living in Green Lake.  It's a very cool place to be, and cool is expensive.  If it weren't expensive, can you imagine how many more people would be living here?  The traffic jams would be bad.  Fortunately, the walkability score where I live is 89 out of 100, so even if there's a lot of traffic, I can get around on foot.  Unfortunately, there are a lot of great shops and restaurants contributing to that excellent walkability score.  That means there are a lot of places to spend money, which is why I said living in Green Lake could be bad for your pocketbook.

Living in Green Lake Could be Dangerous

I say this because there is one of the most ridiculous intersections in the entire world at the corner (if you want to call it a "corner") of Greenlake, Woodlawn, & Ravenna.  Intersections usually involve 2 streets, but this intersection involves 3 streets.  Therefore, more than one car, and sometimes as many as three, are in the intersection together at the same time. I haven't been killed there yet, but the thought does cross my mind from time to time.

So, in closing, if you're not worried about your weight, and you don't care about your career, if someone just left you a lot of money and you like living on the edge, you should consider living in Green Lake!





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Relocating Late in Life.
Seattle, WA  -- "Here I Come!"

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RELOCATING LATE IN LIFE

After 36 years of assisting Buyers who were relocating to St. Louis, Missouri, I found myself finally understanding the depth of disruption a major relocation can cause--by relocating myself.  With 26 years in the same house, 36 years in the same career, and 64 years in the same city, it's safe to say "change" doesn't come easy.  Not only was I leaving behind family and life-long friends, I would be saying "good-by" to my past clients, real estate sphere, chiropractor of 30 years, manicurist, esthetician, neighborhood full-service car wash, massage therapist who came to my home, and my dentist/brother who does my dental work for free -- to name a few. Relocating late in life for me was a major challenge.

How often do we real estate agents think about what our relocating buyers are leaving behind other than their houses?  Relocation to a new locale is more than huge.  It's a shock to the system. It's pulling away the rug from beneath your feet. And when dealing with children who don't want to leave their friends, losing their favorite babysitters, and giving up their support system at a time when they really need it, these clients want more than a new house.  They want our guidance and our empathy. For someone relocating late in life, those roots are even deeper and the challenges more profound.

My suggestion, speaking as a real estate agent who now knows what it's like relocating late in life, is to ask them to make a list of what they will miss most.  Then, take that list and network your sphere to see how much of the void you can help fill.  It's a great opportunity to connect with your referral pool, and it will show those that send you business how much you care about the welfare of your clients.

If any of you are curious as to how well I fared with me as my real estate agent in a strange city, I can tell you my story of relocating late in life has a happy ending.  Due to the recent changes in our financing rules, I must rent until I have a 2-year track record of commissions.  Not wanting to be overwhelmed by the size of the Greater Seattle Area, I focused on the same zipcode where my daughter and son-in-law live.  I made two trips to Seattle and called the property managers of rental condos to show me their listings.  Once I had a solid contract on my home in St. Louis, I flew to Seattle and checked Craigslist hourly.  Three days later, I had my Seattle condo, and in the incredibly cool Greenlake neighborhorhood of Seattle.  My massage therapist is two doors away and my aesthetian is a block away.  The gym I pay for but don't yet visit is also a block away, and the coffee shop with Seattle's best gelato is across the street. I'm a block from Green Lake and can walk around the lake whenever I have time and it's not raining.  I love my new chiropractor.  I see a Naturopath, a profession which isn't available in Missouri.  I've come to love the fact that I have a silver car because it's frequently needing a wash, and I fly back to St. Louis for my dental work.

I love the temperate climate - have come to tolerate the rain - and I can truly say after 1 year, 19 months, 22 days, and approximately 4 hours, "Ich bin ein Seattleite!"