That's My Job

If you’re wondering why I’m up on this ladder, tools in hand, here’s the story. Jennah and I were helping one of our sellers prepare their beautiful country home for the next owners. As we walked around, they pointed out their front porch post—a favorite target of the local woodpeckers. The post was riddled with holes, and they felt awful about leaving it like that.

Before they could stress about it, Jennah grabbed the tools, and I climbed up to patch the damage. A little wood filler here, some sanding there, and soon it’ll have a fresh coat of paint. Helping our sellers leave their home in better shape than they found it isn’t just a task for us—it’s a value we hold close.

This wasn’t the only time recently where we found ourselves stepping up to make things right. Just a few days earlier, we were helping another seller remove décor from their walls. As we worked, some hidden damage was revealed. The seller was upset at the thought of leaving it behind for the new owners. Before I could even hang up the phone, Jennah was already gathering the tools to help fix it.

Moments like these remind us why we love what we do. It’s not about convenience—it’s about taking ownership, doing what’s right, and leaving things better than we found them. These tasks often require time, effort, and maybe a ladder or two, but we embrace them because they reflect the values we hold dear.

Today, it’s easy to hear “that’s not my job.” You see it in little things, like leaving a shopping cart in the middle of the parking lot, ignoring a neighbor who could use help, or walking past litter without a second glance. When we choose to say “that’s not my job,” we’re really saying, “I don’t care.”

But that’s not the attitude we see or love about Ohio. Here, we embrace a culture of pride and responsibility. It’s not something that can be enforced; it’s a mindset woven into the fabric of who we are. As Benjamin Franklin once said, “Only a virtuous people are capable of freedom.”

It’s this collective sense of responsibility—the willingness to take action even when it’s not easy—that makes our community so special. Whether it’s patching a woodpecked post, helping a seller fix wall damage, or simply holding the door for a stranger, we’re proud to live in a place where people step up and say, “this is my job.”

So yes, I’m up on this ladder, covered in dust, filling woodpecker holes and prepping for paint. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.