as opposed to the camp song: “swinging along the open road”. nothing much to report. i feel like i’m gearing up for a prize fight that hasn’t quite been scheduled yet but i can smell brewing in the not-too-distant-future. oh…work, not health. (i hope.) real estate seasons have gone topsy-turvy and traditional seasons mean less than they used to. but with a number of new listings for me (hooray) coming on the market and lots of new listings for others, it feels like a weather change coming down the road. lots of bits and pieces. lots and lots and lots of bits and pieces to take care of. and trying to shift between needs of sellers and wants of buyers. let’s not even mention the mortgage road of hell. it’s dicey out there.
to bed early…maybe i can go down that open road and beat this nascent cold i feel in the back of my head. anyway, the wind is howling outside and the temperature is dropping. what better reason to climb into bed early. stay warm.