When I first began my auction business in Jan 1990, I had no idea that when I’d walk into a home to sell the contents that I’d have various inner feelings about the estate.
The first year buying and selling my stomach gave me fits! The first estate I and my auctioneer walked into was hosted by the Probate commissioner. Upon entering I felt an angst in the pit of my stomach! I knew that the people that resided there were rarely if at all happy. I felt too that we’d buy that estate. My auctioneer asked what was wrong when he saw my face. I merely said I have a feeling this is a very sad place and we’re to buy it today.
Really, how do you know? he asked
I just have a feeling about it. I can’t explain it, but the sadness makes my stomach sick. No, not like I’m going to throw up but a feeling of extreme sadness. And about having the highest bid, I just know we’ll get it. The auctioneer shrugged his shoulders and walked about the house.
And we did buy it for the quoted amount I told the auctioneer! I think it was something like $1500.