This morning I could sleep late, because the temperature last night was so cold as to allow the ice and snow to stand rock-like on the streets and sidewalks of the morning. It was only later when the snow began to melt and the driveways and sidewalks were covered with the melted snow and ice.
This afternoon, one of my clients said that he would swing by my office and pay me some money. When I was sitting in front of my credenza, waiting for him, I called him to find that he was coming tomorrow. So, now I will drive to Greensboro and Winder and Gainesville and Canton to take the houses of those who could not make it over the last few months with their mortgage-holders.
I get some friends telling me they don't like what I do for a living. It is hard on me sometimes. I am a barometer. When I am real estate closings and serving my fellow man, things are going well. When I am taking advantage of my fellow man through foreclosure and eviction, things are going poorly.
Of course, those things happen all the time. Just more often some rather than others. At different times. Some more than others depending on the times.
Disaster.
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