Elizabeth Newlin - Arizona Real Estate Agent

So I’m still on the 10 year reunion committee for my high school (which you totally know if you have any regular contact with me because it’s practically all I talk about) and I’m really enjoying it. I love meeting new people and hearing gossip and it’s just all of that rolled into one.

I’m also learning things I can apply to my business.

We are currently in the process of attempting to find the 800+ people we graduated with/went to school with over the years. It’s a huge task. The committee literally started with a database of about 130 people a couple of months ago. We were all asked to first contact everyone we talk to on a regular basis and get as many addresses and email addresses as we could. Then, we divided up the remaining missing classmates in to chunks of 75 and each tackled a set, any way we knew how. We messaged people on Classmates, Googled them and even looked them up in the county assessor’s records to see if they’d purchased a house. One of the other committee members even found a website we can put peoples’ names into to find out if they have passed away. Morbid, but helpful in a search of such a large crowd (thankfully none of the people on my list were there).

Anyway, we’re still only about halfway there, but we have managed to find a ton of people. Something I’ve found totally frustrating about the experience is that often, even though I’ve found someone on My Space or Classmates or even just googled them and gotten their email address, when I’ve sent them a message, they don’t reply. Even worse, I can tell through the messaging systems that for the most part, they have actually read my message and still just not even responded.

Initially, this just infuriated me. Why on earth was I putting so much time and effort into finding these people when they couldn’t even be bothered to hit the reply button and type in their address? I didn’t try to contact them again, both out of some sort of ridiculously ineffective revenge desire, and because I felt rude sending another message. I’m not sure I could possibly be sillier. I’m trying to get back at them, but also I don’t want them to be mad at me for being pushy.

I have since taken a lesson from our fearless leader, Laura (who some of us lovingly call ‘Paris’ behind her back in reference to the ruthlessly A-type personalitied character from Gilmore Girls… Love you, Laura!). Laura told me she continues to email people several more times if they don’t respond, and many will actually send a reply back by the second or third ‘ping’. When she first told me this, I was amazed. “If they got the message and wanted us to have their info, how come they didn’t just send it back in the first place?” I wondered. But, whatever, apparently people are weird. I have gotten quite a few responses from people I have now contacted multiple times. And I’m getting much better at not holding it against them as well.

So my final point is, I’ve had a small epiphany in regards to this new discovery and my real estate business. I regularly have people give me leads of people they know looking to sell or buy a home, who I contact once and never hear back from. I’d been considering them dead and buried leads, but maybe this is a terrible waste of a client! Maybe these possible clients are actually going to those annoying Realtors who don’t succeed, but try try again!

(And now you’ve learned something new about me: If you want me to leave you alone, RETURN MY CALLS AND I WILL STOP BUGGING YOU!)

Gray has a friend named Catalina who shares his birthday. I vividly remember the day I found out that Catalina’s mom, Debby was pregnant. I had stopped at Target to pick something up after work before I picked Ben up from daycare and I ran into Debby. I was seven or eight weeks pregnant with Gray and she asked me how it was going. I told her I was a bit nauseous, but otherwise, pretty good. And that’s when she let the cat out of the bag (hee! get it? because her name is Catalina? I totally didn’t mean to do that.). She told me they had just found out the day before that she was pregnant too!

I was thrilled for her and Todd, but also totally excited that I would have someone I knew going through the pregnancy with me! Little did I know that baby Cat would decide she needed to see the world a month early and would be born on the exact same day as Gray, about 12 hours after. How fun is that?!

Anyway, last night we had a joint birthday party for the two. I swear, two is seriously my favorite age. They are just so entertained by the littlest things. Gray has always been a serious balloon lover, so I bought 12 for the kids to play with. Throughout the night, the loud party din would be occasionally overtaken by Gray’s shriek of “Bwa-LOON!!!” just for no reason except that he was so overcome with joy at being in the presence of so many balloons all for him.

It was a fabulous party and enjoyed by all. Check out the highlights:

“Oh Good God, Mother. Yes, I’m two, get over it already.”

Tell me that’s not the cutest birthday kiss you ever did see.

Yep, that’s right, today is Gray’s second birthday! Yesterday, I tried to teach him to respond to ‘How old are you?’ I spent half an hour asking him and then bribing him with cheese and M&Ms trying to get him to say “Two!” on cue. This is how it went about 10 times in a row:

Me: Gray, how old are you?
Gray: Um, bebo uda la la?
Ben: You’re 20! Get it, cause 2 times 10 is 20! And I’m almost 60, but I’m still only 50 until July 8…
Gray: Tenty!
Me: No sweetheart, you’re two!
Ben: He’s not two yet, he’s still only one until tomorrow because tomorrow’s his birthday and today he’s still one…
Gray: One!
Me: Ben, walk away, walk away right now, unless you actually want my head to explode…

Until finally I gave up and let them go play for awhile. Later I said to Gray, “What is tomorrow?” He looked at me like this:

And said, “Two!” Technically, I was looking for ‘Birfday’, but hey, I’ll take what I can get!

Happy Birthday, Grayber!