Holy smoke; work is crazy busy. I recently read that since 2007 there are 22% fewer appraisers. I’m turning down 10-15 appraisal requests some days. We’ve never seen anything like it before. We’re now booked out till the beginning of November; clients call us, begging us to take orders so that loans can close. They offer us ridiculous amounts of money to accept their requests sometimes. We help where we can. One potential client told us she’d called 25 appraisers before she called us, and they all turned her down. Oi. Most appraisers don’t want to go up the mountain or to any rural area; they want to take the easier stuff where the driving distances aren’t so great. So we’re going to Welches, and Rhododendron, Canby and Government Camp sometimes.
I feel bad for the people making the calls; to get turned down over and over is so discouraging. I tell them that. Or I write it in the emails that I get requesting our help. I have typed out so many “I’m so sorry, but we can’t help you” emails that I finally resorted to the copy/paste method. I’m glad we’re retiring next year; we’re both tired. So does that mean that next year we’ll get re-tired? LOL.
Anyway, to get back to what this post was supposed to be about…I finished my hat!! And I’m really happy with it, too. It’s called “Flyaway”… nā manu first sitting on the fence, then they fly away. I learned a lot with this project, and am now working on a second stranded hat. I ended up loving the whole process.
So here’s da hat…I hope I get to wear it soon.
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