The Showing Day
The unstoppable, caffeinated momentum of six houses, one afternoon, and a will that refuses to slow down.
Six Houses, One Tank of Gas
The SUV is the chariot today, MLS sheets fanned across the passenger seat like reins, and you're driving it through six houses in one afternoon with the particular unstoppable focus of someone who has done this exact route a hundred times and still loves the ninth minute of every showing when a buyer goes quiet in a kitchen. The Chariot doesn't win through force — it wins through sheer, forward, undistracted will, and today that's the whole engine.
Keep the pace. Let the clipboard stay raised, the timing stay tight, the buyers stay a little breathless trying to keep up with how much house you can show them before the sun goes down. This is a day for momentum, not deliberation — trust the schedule you built and drive it straight through.
what may cross your path
- A buyer says 'wait, which house was the one with the good backyard?' by the fourth stop.
- You parallel park in front of a house for the third time today without thinking about it.
- A clipboard scribble turns into the exact sentence that seals a decision two showings later.
- You eat lunch standing up, in a kitchen that isn't yours, between appointments four and five.
I don't slow the chariot down to admire the view. I drive it home.
The Cat House Cancels Everything
Car seats are still in the back from picking up your own kid this morning, three of today's six showings just canceled by text within the same ten minutes, and the one house that's still on is the one that smells unmistakably, aggressively, of cats — a smell that follows you back into the SUV and rides along to the next stop uninvited. The Chariot reversed isn't a crash. It's a day that simply refuses to move the way you built it to.
This is the friction the card warns about: forward motion without a driver actually in control of the road. Let the day scale down instead of forcing it. Reschedule what canceled, air out the car, and don't try to will six showings out of an afternoon that's only got three left in it.
what may cross your path
- A showing cancels by text less than an hour before it was scheduled.
- You catch a strong smell you can't unsmell for the rest of the drive.
- A buyer no-shows and doesn't answer the follow-up call.
- You realize, at showing four, you've been running on one granola bar since 7 a.m.
Some days the chariot just needs fewer stops, not more speed.