What about "I need 24 hours notice" does the realty industry not understand? I've got a dog. She does not appreciate strangers in the house, at least not when I'm not around. I need to remove her before a showing. I also need to straighten up. Of course, today would be the day I woke up late and decided that since no one else ever comes over, I could leave the bed unmade and the curling iron on the counter and my dishes in the sink . . . . etc., etc., etc.
Must make 45 minute drive home, clean house, remove dog before 3:00, not forget costume for Maddie for the scene on Saturday. Oh, and my costume. And I didn't get Jeff the bio yet. Bills I needed to mail. Like, yesterday. What else?
Crap, crap, crap.
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