Do You Really Want to Move?
These are challenging days for those of you who want to move up or down. How can I do that in this market of falling prices and a challenge to financing?
I have two suggestions for you to consider. 1. Owner Financing. This is a great way to get what you want and help someone else to get what they want. Many of you could sell your present house, if you are willing to finance all or a part of the sell. All of this is done under the supervision of legal and financial advisors. Call me if think its something to talk about. The number is 678-517-7283. 2. Have you ever traded a car? It can be done with houses as well. I'm living now in a house that I traded a rental property on 14 years back. This is not the common way that we do houses, but these are uncommon days! This too should be done with financial and legal advice. So, if this seems a viable way for you to get what you want and what someone else wants, give me a call at 678-517-7283.
I've just thought of another way for you to get your house sold. I conduct a Bid to Buy. It is more than an Open House. I can do Bid to Buys only on those houses with a listing agreement. We take offers the day of the Bid to Buy with a decision made at the end of the day if you are willing to sell for what is offered. You know very soon if you sell and the buyer knows very soon if they are a new home owner. Just thinking, give me a call 678-517-7283.
By the way I've got 2 properties that I own that you can buy using the ideas that I've suggested. I will consider trading and owner financing. One is a 2 bedroom in East Point listed for $110, and another is commercial property on 5.4 acres with an adjoining lot with 3 bedroom house with lot. It's listed $116,000 less than taxed by the county. Is it actually worth $451,000, well, the county says it is and collects taxes based on that amount. Sounds like a good deal for an investor to me
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
With the news of the death of Jody Powell, Press Secretary to President Carter, comes a flood of memories of my days in Vienna, GA. In the early seventies when the only Gray Matter I had was the brain, I went to Vienna, GA to serve the Baptist Church there. I say Baptist Church because that is the way we referenced the church. With seminary behind me, a wife and 2 children with me, we made the move with little understanding about small town life or those things that would challenge us.
I soon learned that politics, locally and nationally were at the core of life in this small town. Carter was soon elected to the Presidency. We got aquainted with national life by surprise. The media looked for ways to reveal the secrets of the south because of the rise of the Southern President Jimmy Carter. I soon got a aquainted with Mr. Grady Williamson who was the retired banker living in the nursing home in Byromville, GA. I was amused that each time I visited with him he was wearing a tie, a continuation of the expectations as a small town banker. Mr. Grady was the grandfather of Jody Powell. I soon became fast friends with June Powell, Jody's mom, because she was grateful for my visits to her father. I participated in his funeral service soon after I got to Vienna, but not before I got aquainted with him. Jody's father Joe got sick with cancer, and at his death I participated in his service as well. With so much grief so soon, and my interest in the process of grief, June and I shared in a couple of grief conferences. June, a retired teacher and matriarch of her family, lives now in Americus. Recently she lost her closest sibling, Claire Williamson. It's breath taking that June lives with so much grief, doing the unnatural by burying your child.
The flood of memories come because of a different Gray that matters. The gray hair that adorns my head reveals that I've had my share of life experience, and Gray Matters. I've just put a birthday card in the mail for a 95 year old friend.
I warmly remember the days of campaigning and election of Jimmy Carter. My wife and I with our children were walking around Americus, GA the night that Carter accepted the nomination as President. We saw Jody and Nan Powell that we had seen through some tough times, briefly. Nan was friendly and nice to us, and wanted us to see Jody, who was very busy with the national press. She got Jody's attention, and called him over. She turned to him, and asked, "you do remember the Robinson's don't you?" The Robinson's were the former pastoral family in Vienna. I've often reflected on that occasion to remind myself of my importance to other people. And it has been an anchor to the importance of those nearest and dearest to me, my family. Perhaps they will remember my name, if not my name as least my presence.
Recently a church member died that requested no service. My wife upon hearing that said, "that's it." She's gone and that's it. All of us need a way to process the important presence of another person in our life. So, this is my way of sharing the grief of the Powell Family that I've known and loved through the years.
I soon learned that politics, locally and nationally were at the core of life in this small town. Carter was soon elected to the Presidency. We got aquainted with national life by surprise. The media looked for ways to reveal the secrets of the south because of the rise of the Southern President Jimmy Carter. I soon got a aquainted with Mr. Grady Williamson who was the retired banker living in the nursing home in Byromville, GA. I was amused that each time I visited with him he was wearing a tie, a continuation of the expectations as a small town banker. Mr. Grady was the grandfather of Jody Powell. I soon became fast friends with June Powell, Jody's mom, because she was grateful for my visits to her father. I participated in his funeral service soon after I got to Vienna, but not before I got aquainted with him. Jody's father Joe got sick with cancer, and at his death I participated in his service as well. With so much grief so soon, and my interest in the process of grief, June and I shared in a couple of grief conferences. June, a retired teacher and matriarch of her family, lives now in Americus. Recently she lost her closest sibling, Claire Williamson. It's breath taking that June lives with so much grief, doing the unnatural by burying your child.
The flood of memories come because of a different Gray that matters. The gray hair that adorns my head reveals that I've had my share of life experience, and Gray Matters. I've just put a birthday card in the mail for a 95 year old friend.
I warmly remember the days of campaigning and election of Jimmy Carter. My wife and I with our children were walking around Americus, GA the night that Carter accepted the nomination as President. We saw Jody and Nan Powell that we had seen through some tough times, briefly. Nan was friendly and nice to us, and wanted us to see Jody, who was very busy with the national press. She got Jody's attention, and called him over. She turned to him, and asked, "you do remember the Robinson's don't you?" The Robinson's were the former pastoral family in Vienna. I've often reflected on that occasion to remind myself of my importance to other people. And it has been an anchor to the importance of those nearest and dearest to me, my family. Perhaps they will remember my name, if not my name as least my presence.
Recently a church member died that requested no service. My wife upon hearing that said, "that's it." She's gone and that's it. All of us need a way to process the important presence of another person in our life. So, this is my way of sharing the grief of the Powell Family that I've known and loved through the years.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
This is a day to remember the families of those who were killed in the attack on the Twin Towers in New York City. Just a month before this dastardly deed we walked in the area of the disaster. I suppose the Twin Towers never impressed me until the day when the enemy plowed planes into the towers killing more than 3,000 people. These were folks with flesh like mine, families and loved ones that are heart broken today as they think of them. We must never forget what evil in the human heart can resort to. In contrast we must never forget what good in the human heart can do toward rectifying these dark deeds of evil men. I will never forget where I was and how I felt when the realty of what was unfolding dawned upon me. I pray for the families and loved ones on this day of infamy.
http://www.slideshare.net/Dlamagna/911-aerial-phot
http://www.slideshare.net/Dlamagna/911-aerial-phot
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Go in the Open Door
My wife made life decisions easier for me recently. As we were driving into our parking space, I was driving her car. I park in the right parking stall and she parks on the left. I push the button for the door to open. Of course the left door opened because I was driving her car and using her garage opener, but I was inclined to go into my normal parking space. I was momentarily confused.
When I said to my wife, "I almost turned into the wrong parking space. I was a little confused." She said, "you shouldn't be, it's easy to go into the right one." I asked, "what do you mean?" She said, "it's really no problem which parking space to go to." I was puzzled, "what do you mean?" She said, "it's simple, just go into the opened door!"
That makes it simple when making a decision about what you will do. Just go into the door and pathway that is open to you. I heard a phrase early in life that has stuck with me regarding making life decisions. A friend said to me: "Catch the gleam, follow the bent, and go in the open door."
Recently when I finished a chapter in my life, I asked, "what's next?" Before the week ended I received a call which was a door opening before me. Guess what I did? I remembered my wife's instruction. It was not confusing. It was satisfying to know that it was a open door, and I entered. Once that chapter concludes, I hope I will remember how simple it is forward in my life.
As a child apparently I didn't know the words, "occupation, or profession." When we met someone, we asked, "how do you make a living?" What I was asking what is your way of earning a living. At this stage in my life I no longer am making a living. I'm just living. That to is what I plan to do forward in life.
When I said to my wife, "I almost turned into the wrong parking space. I was a little confused." She said, "you shouldn't be, it's easy to go into the right one." I asked, "what do you mean?" She said, "it's really no problem which parking space to go to." I was puzzled, "what do you mean?" She said, "it's simple, just go into the opened door!"
That makes it simple when making a decision about what you will do. Just go into the door and pathway that is open to you. I heard a phrase early in life that has stuck with me regarding making life decisions. A friend said to me: "Catch the gleam, follow the bent, and go in the open door."
Recently when I finished a chapter in my life, I asked, "what's next?" Before the week ended I received a call which was a door opening before me. Guess what I did? I remembered my wife's instruction. It was not confusing. It was satisfying to know that it was a open door, and I entered. Once that chapter concludes, I hope I will remember how simple it is forward in my life.
As a child apparently I didn't know the words, "occupation, or profession." When we met someone, we asked, "how do you make a living?" What I was asking what is your way of earning a living. At this stage in my life I no longer am making a living. I'm just living. That to is what I plan to do forward in life.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
There's No Free Lunch
| I've got something for you. It's not free but it is as close as you can get. If you will make an appointment to let me do something for you, you will be doing something for me. Here's how it works. I make a visual tour of the rooms and exterior of your house as well as personal items that you want to record visually. A visual record of your house that is recorded to a Computer Disk that you can keep in a safe place in case of the destruction of your property. The visual tour that I make serves as a marketing tool for my real estate business. That's about as close to free as you can get. But shouldn't life unfold so that each of us get something for our efforts. A win/win situation is the best for everyone. That's how I work with Buyers and Sellers. I work to see that each party reaches their goal. A seller wants to sell and a buyer wants to buy. We've been doing that since the beginning of free enterprise. As a Real Estate Professional working under the watchful eye of the Georgia Real Estate Commission, I follow their rules and regulations. But long before I worked as a Licensed Real Estate Professional I committed my life to doing what is right. Even if there was no Real Estate Commission, I would have followed a higher ethic than the Commission follows. The ethic that I committed to doing works to bring everyone to a win/win conclusion of what can be a very emotional event. Take one of the surprises off the table by securing a record through a visual tour of what you would replace in the event of a disaster destroying your house and personal property. Email me at jwallis2@Bellsouth, or call 678.517.7283. |
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Christmas Through Pictures
This has been a wonderful Christmas season for us. Our on Church has enriched our Christmas through music and other activities. Being an Interim pastor has given me the opportunity to visit many of the church events in our community. I recorded many of these activities through pictures that I've posted to my website.
I want to thank our churches for the various programs that we've enjoyed over this Christmas season. I know it takes many volunteers and thousands of man hours, not to mention the financial investment in our community. We also thank individuals who have given us the light of Christmas in their yards. Many have done more good than they realize. Thanks to each of you for making this a wonderful time of celebration.
Perhaps you've not had the opportunity that I've enjoyed. The pictures you find on my website can to viewed at your convenience. Perhaps there are others that would enjoy them as well. Pleased forward the information. The site is jwwallis.com.
While on my site take time to view other links there that relate to real estate. Now is the time to make those investments in real estate that can solidify your future financially.
I want to thank our churches for the various programs that we've enjoyed over this Christmas season. I know it takes many volunteers and thousands of man hours, not to mention the financial investment in our community. We also thank individuals who have given us the light of Christmas in their yards. Many have done more good than they realize. Thanks to each of you for making this a wonderful time of celebration.
Perhaps you've not had the opportunity that I've enjoyed. The pictures you find on my website can to viewed at your convenience. Perhaps there are others that would enjoy them as well. Pleased forward the information. The site is jwwallis.com.
While on my site take time to view other links there that relate to real estate. Now is the time to make those investments in real estate that can solidify your future financially.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Just Writing
If by now you haven't notice my blog has the intials that I've been known by through the years. Folks often ask me, why are you called J. W.? My silly response is that I was named after my mother's two brothers. One was James and the other Walter. When they learned that I was name for them, they were so disappointed that my mother decided simply to use my initials. But that is not true. My mother wouldn't have me leaving you with a false thought.
I tell folks in the churches that I've served as pastor that some people thought it stood for Jehovah's Witness. That's okay, but it doesn't resonate well for a Baptist preacher. But of course that's not so either. In the Real Estate world I proudly say that many folks think that the J. W. stands for John Weiland. But that's not so either. I was named after my uncles but they shorted my name to JW simple because they didn't want to use either of my names. But you can think of me whenever you see the marketing for jwhomes. That will remind you that you know someone in the Real Estate business that you can call for all your real estate needs.
Till next time, jwhomes
I tell folks in the churches that I've served as pastor that some people thought it stood for Jehovah's Witness. That's okay, but it doesn't resonate well for a Baptist preacher. But of course that's not so either. In the Real Estate world I proudly say that many folks think that the J. W. stands for John Weiland. But that's not so either. I was named after my uncles but they shorted my name to JW simple because they didn't want to use either of my names. But you can think of me whenever you see the marketing for jwhomes. That will remind you that you know someone in the Real Estate business that you can call for all your real estate needs.
Till next time, jwhomes
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