First Monday in November, 2012

It is a grey day outside my window. Inside too. The most excitement occurred when a semi drove down College Street, which is a lot of vehicle for such a narrow street. I am supposed to have two closings this evening, but we don't have documents for either loan closing. As the day drags toward darkness, the possibility of closing becomes slimmer and slimmer. On the other hand, you can expect a call to let you know that the documents have arrived and can I drive two hours up into North Georgia for a closing at 9:30? Can I? Will I? Do I want too? I think I know the answer to that last question. This week appears to be a week, where, if I get my sleep, I might be able to catch up on some work needed. I am so tired. This past weekend, we drove up to Dunwoody and I escorted Momma and Cindy to the Marist Christmas arts and crafts show. Later, after the end of the Georgia Old Miss game, we drove up to Roswell and ate supper at Inc., a Mexican taco truck restaurant. It was fun to be out among them. On Sunday, Cindy cooked supper and I drove around assembling ingredients and we celebrated Momma's 80th birthday a day early. It was fun to get together with everybody. The Falcons are 8-0 and Georgia is one victory over Auburn away from playing in the SEC championship again against Alabama. Washington and Lee clinched the ODAC football championship. That means another trip to the NCAA's for my alma mater. Tomorrow is Election Day. Wednesday is Agony Day for a little less than half the population. Its so big we even have a line in the bookmaking shops in England. Everybody has an opinion. Few have a vote.