10/27/2025
Itās 10pm. Iām trying to drift off to sleep when suddenly my eyes pop open...
Did I lock the back door at that last showing? What time do I need to leave tomorrow if I want to grab a coffee on the way? Will interest rates actually drop next month? And what in the world am I making for dinner...again?
Even when Iām done working for the day, sometimes my brain just wonāt shut off. Itās thinking about contracts, closings, client questions, and the everyday āreal lifeā stuff.
So if you see me yawning at my next showing, just know itās not you...itās the late night thoughts. š
