Midlife Realtor Madness: Why You’re Not Crazy—The Industry Is

May 30, 2025

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Let’s not sugarcoat it.

You’ve driven 45 minutes across town, through construction, with no A/C, to show a house to someone who texts you “Oops! Can we reschedule?”
You’ve staged a living room with Target clearance pillows, only to have the seller “rearrange it” to look like grandma’s doll museum.

You’ve fought over open house signs at 7 a.m., fielded midnight texts asking, “How far is the nearest Trader Joe’s?”, and you’ve politely smiled while someone said…

👉 “Oh, I thought realtors just opened doors and collected checks.”

Bless their hearts.

And while you're out here juggling inspections, reeling from the Zillow Zestimate your seller clings to like gospel, and praying the lockbox doesn’t jam again…

You’re also supposed to be:

💻 Posting reels
📊 Building funnels
🤳 Livestreaming “market insights”
🥇 Manifesting million-dollar clients
☕ And somehow, feeling fulfilled.

The truth?
You’re not burned out because you’re bad at this.
You’re burned out because you’ve been trained to ignore your own damn voice.

You’ve been running on what your broker, your productivity coach, and Instagram gurus say will work…
But nothing’s working because it’s not you.

And midlife doesn’t have time for that nonsense.

So let’s talk about the Art of Allowing.

It’s not sitting back and hoping the Universe drops a buyer into your DMs.
It’s about finally trusting yourself again.

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Midlife Realtor Madness: Why You’re Not Crazy—The Industry Is

So let’s talk about the Art of Allowing.

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