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"Cray Cray"

I am not sure if you are familiar with the term "cray cray" but it is slang for "crazy" and that seems to be me lately. Flat out cray cray!

I can't complain or frown about it, because I am loving it. Yet, this week I have been craving some calm. Going home at odd times during the day helps with that. Yesterday I got Henry before nap was over at school and we went home and played in the floor until the phone started blowing up at 5:00 again. I am learning my windows...2-5 are good "me" times during the day. I think people are in their after lunch comas at work and not thinking about real estate.

I hate to see how unoften I find time to post on here. My professional schedule is totally different than any other I have ever had while having this blog. At night the last thing I want to do is get on the computer after searching properties online all day for clients ,and in the morning I am frantic trying to get people properties to see, etc. "Unplugging" has truly become a desire of mine since May and it seems impossible in this business.

 I have learned to turn my phone off at 8:00 at night and not pick it back up until 8:00 in the morning. This of course does not apply for those I love. I told one of my client's my new rule. He called me at 8:40 one night last week and I answered and he shouted "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! YOU DO LOVE ME!" It was so funny. It really is a fun job and is hard to unplug from it. These people see me as their "person" and I become their mother, parent, counselor, financial advisor, friend and comedian. The closing day almost seems like a separation.

I hope to post some highlights of things I have missed posting these past couple months. We have done some fun things as a family lately. I sure do feel blessed to be in this craziness.

Abby

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