An unnatural selection

 

If you’d told me in the spring of 2007 that if I could just tolerate having my eyes & brains gouged out for five years that everything would be alright, I’d have told you to go take a mass leap. Five years is a long time…

Well, the good news is in that blissful season of 2007 I wouldn’t have believed you anyway. And what I wouldn’t believe couldn’t hurt me, right?  We Realtors were doing backflips in early 2007, giggling like schoolgirls and making money hand-over-fist. Buying stuff. Flying places. Advertising. Eating. Continue reading