Utter Shit

Thankfully, Friday was an early night.  Because Saturday was going to push me over the edge.

We showed property for 8 hours in 98 degree heat.  It was torture because of the heat, but fun because of the people.

And it was tiring.

Afterwards, I had a housewarming party to attend.  I had sold the home to a friend earlier this year and finally got to see it furnished.

The party was fun, even if I was exhausted.  I drank one glass of sparkling and switched to water.  It was about my 5th bottle of water for the day and I had yet to pee.  THAT tells you how warm it was.

Anyway, the crowd was fun.  And I was chatting with some truly hilarious people.  Then the hosts sister comes in, whispers in the hosts ear.  The host then just about yells “No, *I* will go tell dad his balls are hanging out of his shorts”.  And we all die of laughter.  They have a father with health issues and the fact that she is so happy with her life that reminding her father to tuck his jewels away is something she can laugh over warmed my heart.  We then started a wonderful conversation about how our parents may be nuts, but we are who we are because of it and we have to be thankful for that.

Good friends.  Good friends who were ok with me leaving at 9 since I could no longer speak.

Sunday was supposed to be an easy day.  I was lounging this morning, had a great breakfast, was watching VH1.  Then I get an email.  The client from yesterday wants to go see some more houses.  Which is fine.  But I have not showered.

I somehow get ready in 45 minutes – which is a motherfucking miracle.  I rush out the door to show homes for 3 hours.  The last thing we do is jump in a golf cart at a new home complex to look at a house.  And as I get out, I feel a string around my feet and realize I have just pulled the hem out of my pants.  Perfect.

Then I am off to my open house – a half hour late.

I get to the house and there is candy bar shoved in the brochure box. Even better.

So there I am, hem pulled, napkin in hand, cleaning out an ant filled brochure box.  And I look down to see I have covered myself in chocolate.  Why the hell did I out of bed today?

I am home now.  Tired.  More tired than I thought possible.  I am going to fold laundry and go to bed really early.

Overall, a great weekend.  Busy, hectic, but good.