Michele

A few weeks ago, there was a post about someone needing a realtor. A few of you read my post about my goal to get onto the incoming referral list - and I could only do that by placing outgoing referrals. You generously gave me the opportunity to connect you with a realtor in your area, and thus allowed me the honor of getting back onto that list for the first 1/2 of this year. Well, I gotta say thanks again! I received the very first incoming referral to my office this year - for a purchase price of about $250K. I will meet with the client next week, and expect something into escrow by the end of the month with him. I just wanted to say thank you guys so much for helping me out like that. I appreciate it greatly! Ciels and hugs- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Kick it, baby! You'll be fine - and I am sending you all the luck I have! As well as good vibes, thoughts, hugs, and whatever else you can use. We're here for you, darlin' Sassy. Just remember your nickname - Sassy - is a great one to have. You rawk, girlio! You will be most fine! Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Hi, AGDave! Like the rest, let me add my HUGS!!!!!!! for you. And I wanted to add this thought: Nope, you actually have another choice. It's a hard one, though, and one which I struggle with when things are too much to handle. I can't rush time. It plods along, ticking tocking away, measured. There is nothing I can to to get back time wasted, nothing I can do to make it speed up. Alcohol and drugs will not change the pace of time. Chasing the problem around in my head will not change the tempo. It is only what it is - tick, tock... So, for right now, just this second - no more, no less - let it NOT matter. If there is nothing you can do about it, do NOTHING about it. If there is something to do, then do it, and sit back, knowing you've done the best you can. But it seems to me that you have nothing you can do - friday will come when friday comes. If there is research to do, do it. If there's productive thinking about it to do, then do it. But if only time will resolve it, there is NOTHING you can do about it. So, do nothing. Take a walk tomorrow. Sleep tonight. Keep breathing, keep knowing you have a family of sorts here to support you. Whatever it is, you will prevail. Rest solid in that - you are a match for whatever comes your way - tomorrow, friday, three years from now - you are equal to the challenge. Let us know how we can help. And in the meantime, there are hugs aplenty for you! Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Good vibes for both jumpers! Let us know what's going on, and how we can contact him. Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Know what, Justin? Me too. I don't like being lied to either...and I am not condoning story-telling, fibbing, outright lying. What I am saying though, is twofold. If someone isn't trustworthy (and there are several on this board right now), it is apparent (or becomes so rapidly). So guess what? I don't trust them. I don't make every attempt to run them off, embarrass them. There was a point which, imho, the message was clear, and still the crap continued. It was an ugly thing which occurred, on all sides. That's all I was saying. Not just on his side. I know several folks who stopped posting here because of that episode, and we are less for that (and no, I am not referring to Spectre230). And I used the example of the alti to demonstrate that there was a real person behind the posts. I'm done with this thread. This whole thing is in the past, and I for one prefer to let the sleeping dog sleep... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

And I am saving them up so when I have a rainy day, I will have a smile to cheer me! Thanks, guys. I didn't get the listing on Saturday - she may not be really ready to sell. But I did get an offer on the listing I have on the market right now, so we're working with that to see if it's strong enough...or maybe wait to get the next one. Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Carl, know what? I agree. Irregardless of what he did for a living, or even if he jumped, he did something for me that I will remember for a long time. When I was scrabbling to return the borrowed altimeter to the person who actually owned it, I figured I was grounded because I didn't have any $$ for one. Spectre230 sent me a brand new one, in the package. He also sent me some SkydiveU vids, and books on canopy flight. And he didn't even ask if he could - he looked up my office on the web, and sent it there. And this was after the BS hit the fan. He cared to help me out, and that is greatly appreciated. Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

woooooot! And thanks for writing! Good job - persistence pays off! Glad to hear you made it back on track! Congratulations! Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Bill, this is the truest statement! But what about peer pressure? I took the canopy control class starting at jump 40 (and we all have heard the stories by now! LOL). But I got some grief from people, both here in PM's as well as at the DZ, about learning to fly my body first; that I've wasted my $$ 'cause I was not learning to swoop; that I was too new to understand all the concepts; and so forth. No biggie in the end - because I learned a gigantic amount... Jim Slayton has a system he's developed with a canopy rating. Dunno exactly how it works, or how it would be implemented, but it sounded good, and seems like it would be rather interesting. But how to address the issues so that folks with 40, 100, 150 jumps take the courses when/if offered? How to establish that you have to land safely every time, and this is not natural with everyone (especially people like me?)? Just curious about your thoughts on this. I know that I did the right thing taking the class early...but how to encourage others to do the same? Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Good deal, Ed! Pennies count, wherever they come from! Hang in there! And send my best to Jane! Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Um, isn't that what the profile is for? To indicate your jump numbers and other pertinent info? I don't care one way or the other about classifications. It's an easy thing to point and click into someone's profile to see jump numbers and other qualifications. It's also an easy thing to click into the shorty profile and pull up the posts to get a feel for who writes what kind of thing. In a short period of time, you can get a feel for who posts what kind of info, and moderate your own usage according to your preferences that way... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Today was a day full of surprises, ups and downs. It was amazing. And I wanted to share it with you. I wake to the jangling phone and the pager going off at the same time. I have been so stressed about money that I've been having nightmares. Last night was no exception. Despite getting to bed just about midnight, I am awake throughout the night. I am finally able to shut my head off long enough to fall asleep about 4 am...and when the call-to-arms comes at 7:30, I am groggy and not yet fully awake. And yet here I am, talking to a client, calming him and reassuring him, and fuddling my way to a three-way conference with his lender. The lender has made major mistake and there is a serious problem in being able to close the deal on time - which means not only do I have a client who's rightfully pissed off, but now I won't see a check for at least 10 more days. I had been able to retain some basics (utilities, rent) only by promising them that they would have their money by the middle of next week - and now, with rent and car payment and all the utilities due, with no source of money, that will not happen. Not even close. I will muddle, I guess. Muddle and pray and cry. Crying, it seems, has become far too regular an event for me. And it is not the way to start my day. I decide, as I am up and awake and now coffee laden, that I will go into the office. I'll clean my desk, I suppose, nothing else to do, nothing else pending with this escrow now delayed. As I sort through yet another pile of paper which needs to be filed, my broker walks by. "Happy New Year", he proclaims, and I smile and wish the same. Not satisfied being next to a phone that is not ringing, I come home and go on-line in the computer room and consider placing applications with temporary agengcies. That will allow me to at least pay the rent, although it's not what I like nor want. But what use is liking or wanting to be in real estate or writing when it's not paying the bills? I have given in...and, tears burning, I sigh. Yet another concession of failure. But I also must do what needs being done, and soonest started, soonest completed... In the middle of the search for temporary agencies which are accepting applications, I check out my e-mail. There is a note from someone here who has lurked and read my stuff, and he is asking for help writing something very important. Although there is no pay, it is an opportunity to assist someone, and perhaps make a contribution to his dream. It is the first time someone has asked me to write something - and it is gladly accepted. While corresponding with him, I get a call from my broker. "Where are you?", he asks. "Um, Denis, I am at home, where you called me... What's up" I reply. "Come back into the office. We need to talk". These are not words I can take without dread filling my belly, but I promise him I will be back within the half hour. I reluctantly return to the office, certain that I made a mistake somewhere, that I had screwed something up. In the short time it took for me to drive in, I have managed to convince myself that being fired is alright, as I was looking for other work, and that my E&O Insurance hadn't come due just yet, that my dues and fees for the Board of Realtors and the National Board of Realtors weren't yet due, and that it was no real loss...or, in the alternative, that I was being sued for something beyond my control... I walk in and plop my bottom down into Denis' office. He's on the phone, but is concluding the conversation. He smiles tensley at me, and I cringe. This can't be good....Denis hangs up, and asks me about a listing that I had taken last February which we cancelled because the seller had decided to not sell (due to circumstances beyond her control and beyond mine). Denis asks to see the file, and the close-out paperwork. I get it and bring it to him. He tells me to go get a cup of coffee, and, when I return, he hands me an envelope. Inside, I find a check for $1000.00. I look at him, and he tells me that the seller sent it to him, and that this was a token of her appreciation for all my work, and that she felt bad that I had worked on a file that she had been unable to continue with. I tell Denis that the reason the seller couldn't sell was because of financial difficulties (her husband had been in a bad accident and couldn't be moved then), and that I couldn't take her money. He told me too bad, he'd already talked with the seller to make sure it was what she wanted, and said that because of the cancellation, no office split would be retained from the check. Which meant that the whole thousand was for me. As this is going on, I hear my name being paged from the front desk. Not expecting anything or anyone, I go up, and find a boquet for me from a friend, wishing me Happy New Year. I take it back to my desk, and, clearing a space for it, sit there and look at it. The phone rings. It's the lender. They have been able to rectify the error they made, and were sending over new documents for me to have my client sign. If I could turn the docs around in 90 minutes, then the deal would go as planned - set to close next week. I immediately call my clients, and drive three cities over and have the wife sign them, and return to my office where the husband would sign them, and the messenger ordered to take them back is waiting for me as well. I get that all packaged up, and sent on it's way, thinking this has turned out well after all. I have $1000 I didn't know about in my hand, a paycheck next week, and flowers. Whhhheeeeee! I get back to my desk, and, as I sit there, my mother's tenant comes in. He hands me a wad of cash, for this and next month's rent for my mother - $5,000 in all. He will be out of town in the end of January, and didn't want to keep my mother waiting. I am thrilled. Not only because I have $5K in cash in my hands, but because this will help my mother out no end right now...but I now have to go to the bank and make my own deposit and get a cashier's check for her. The phone rings, interrupting my plans for the balance of the afternoon. Someone I have never heard of is asking me to come do a market evaluation on her property in a nice area, and she's heard great things about me. She wants to sell it, if the price is right, rather than put it back up for lease. Can I come work for her? "Uh, sure...and just really curious, but how did you get my name?" She tells me that Alice, a former client, has referred me highly, and that she can't wait to meet me. So tomorrow I have a listing appointment (not sure I'll get it, but still...out of the blue, another listing appointment!!!). Phew. This is all getting to be a little much. I almost feel like someone is playing tricks on me - it's almost unbelieveable. I get the balance of my work done, and go to the bank. Standing in line, I am chatting with the lady behind me. She would like to sell her house this year, as well, and wonders if I might be willing to come and evaluate her house? Uh, sure. I can do that, here's my card, give me a call and we'll set it up.......and now it's my turn, I'm at the front of the line, and I approach the teller. I buy the cashier's check, and make my deposit. Grabbing the reciepts for them, I start back to my car. Looking at the reciept for my own deposit, I realize there's far more in there than there should be. I go back inside, and tell the teller she had done something wrong, the balance should be $1038.53, not $2038.53...and she checks my records...sure enough, my father had made a deposit into my account this morning for the additional thousand dollars...and when I call him to make sure he didn't err and get it into the wrong account (he and I bank at the same back), he said "nah, honey, I just figured you could use it. I know it's been tough lately". I am now crying, but a very different kind of tears than this morning. Having sat down and done my budget, I have to say that, between my father's generosity, the unexpected check and a paycheck next week, while I am still not out of the hole, I have managed to stop digging it deeper. Pennies from Heaven...and blessings from unexpected sources. I really just wanted to share the good news for a change, you know? You all have been here right along with me, and I thank you for all the prayers and hopes and faith in me and cheering me along and support, the referrals and the friendship and the camraderie. It has made all the difference in the world, and it has touched me greatly. AND!!!! Someone wants me to write something for them! And I can actually see my way clear to go jump next weekend - at the Jack Off to Perris Boogie....YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Um.....sorry....had to check this one out. Lifted in whole from m-w.com (Merriam Webster's dictionary site). *** One entry found for irregardless. Main Entry: ir·re·gard·less Pronunciation: "ir-i-'gärd-l&s Function: adverb Etymology: probably blend of irrespective and regardless Date: circa 1912 nonstandard : REGARDLESS usage Irregardless originated in dialectal American speech in the early 20th century. Its fairly widespread use in speech called it to the attention of usage commentators as early as 1927.The most frequently repeated remark about it is that "there is no such word." There is such a word, however. It is still used primarily in speech, although it can be found from time to time in edited prose. Its reputation has not risen over the years, and it is still a long way from general acceptance. Use regardless instead. *** My other contribution to the thread is the expression: "Head over heels in love". Aren't we mostly head over heels? Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Bob Soutar was injured in a landing incident (see post in Incidents Forum). Last heard is he is in serious condition and was airlifted with a possible spinal injury. He was at Empuria Brava. Get well soon, Bob. You will be in our thoughts and hearts until you return to the sky. Let us know how we can help - you know we would do anything for one of our own! Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Adding to Wendy's list... Was there a fuck Muenkle jump? Was there a fuck Michele jump? And where's the video????? LOL... Glad to hear that everyone was safe and had a good time...maybe next year I'll make it. Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Karen - I sure will hunt you down - and I'll only accept a ticket if you make the jump with me....fair enough? I'll know more at the end of next week... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

I guess that means that Quade, Billvon, Tom, BillBoothe and more than several others "ain't shit"...LOL... Since he only spent an afternoon on DZ.com and learned all that, I wonder what he'd learn if he took the time to read through the some quarter million posts... He makes some good points about posts here, but still, I think he's better served to read and learn and listen...but whatever, to each their own...I lurked over there for a bit, but find this site far more educational, varied, and appropriate to glean information from. The stuff I read on recdot was all about who is an ass, who is in this clique, how such and thus was a bible thumper, who's ex-wife was now sleeping with whom, etc....and as such, it has no value to me as an inexperienced, often scared-shitless jumper... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

My first appointment is at 7:00 a.m tomorrow, and my last is at 6:30 pm tomorrow evening. I am doing laundry and housework today... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

I do believe you will be able to add me as a fourth...although who knows when I'll be able to afford it...but it's the one I want. Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Maybe I can get there, too. I'll know shortly.... Ciels and Happy New Year- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

And possibly by some guys, as well (and I might debate the use of the word "every"...). I put my creative mind to work, and have decided the following: HH is: 1. A gorgeous, married hunk who is in disguise so his lady won't know he runs the website and has women drooling over him... 2. A not so gorgeous guy who is married (see above) 3. A person who, despite the best work of Interpol, has evaded law enforcement on at least 3 continents... 4. A famous journalist who is on camera and doesn't want the publicity (which was actually my first thought...'til I realized I knew no famous journalists with an SA accent) 5. Shy and private, intense and loving his globetrotting lifestyle.... 'Kay, add your thoughts! Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Yes...'nuff said... ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

and then you say... and then you add... Does anyone else think the first statement does not belong with the rest of them? He's not gonna shelve it for 400 jumps...and he's not very willing to listen to advice if he doesn't take it, or at least consider it. I dunno...he may be a natural; but wouldn't it suck to find out you were wrong and are not a natural as you plummet to the ground, breaking yourself into a million pieces? Good luck. I can honestly say I have no advice to give. And I am sorry. I did. I bought my Spectre 210 in July, and didn't get under it until October...when I took the canopy control class with Jim Slayton and crew. And I was only downsizing from a Spectre 230...not a huge jump, and not a small canopy to start with. Maybe contacting the manufacturer and/or the seller, telling them who has bought it, and having them send some waivers holding them harmless in the case of his injury and death? And there was a suggestion on a different thread which talked about a DZO having some guy fill out the fatality report in general, and saying he'd fill in the details later...that would've gotten my attention really quick. Sorry.... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Is that something you should say to a man? LOL, I remember sitting at the Bomb Shelter listening to men brag about their canopy size...and of course, I opened my mouth and said "you just gotta love a sport where men sit around bragging about having a tiny one..."... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~

Like the LA Times? Or the Daily News? But...but...they're huge and gigantic everone reads them and really good writers work there and geesh.... Hee hee yourself. Me's scared...(hey, where's the scared icon???)... Ciels- Michele ~Do Angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?~