In a year when so many of us find ourselves ‘getting back to the basics’ of real estate, I can’t help but get sentimental for the return of my dear old friend The Open House. I know many of us have a love-hate relationship with this industry staple, but mine is much more love than hate. You see, Open Houses had me, literally, at “hello.”
After just getting licensed in early 2015, I was able to hold my first open house at a colleague’s listing on Grand Ave in St. Paul. It was a cute walk-up condo in a high foot-traffic area, and I was sure I was going to get some people through. And, as luck would have it, the very first group to walk through that door, a retired couple relocating from Madison to be close to their adult children, became my very…