You're going to get spoiled if I keep posting this frequently. I'm sure we don't really have to worry.
The quote: "Fortune can, for her pleasure, fools advance, and toss them on the wheels of chance." —Juvenal (55-127 AD)
It's crazy busy at the office these days, and I feel a little like the fool spinning wildly on the wheels of chance. The work I'm engaged in at the moment depends largely on the responses of others (many others), and I am utterly at their mercy. There will be an end to the chaos, and it will be a happy ending. The middle certainly is a mess, however.
Still getting showings, just no offers on the house yet. It's certainly a buyer's market at the moment...sigh. I had to disappear from the house between 7:30 and 8:30 on Tuesday, so I went to the forest preserve and had a late dinner picnic and did a little sketching (the one you see on this spread, and the candle on the previous spread). I returned to my house around 8:35 only to find the realtor's car in my driveway and the realtor and his client just getting out of the car to go inside. Ah, the joy of selling a home....