Tomorrow is Sunday, the eve of Christmas Eve and I just found out that I will be spending a large part of the afternoon working instead of my original plan of last minute shopping and having a lazy morning in bed.  I'm not very pleased about this to say the least, but something in me never allows me to say no regardless of how much it inconveniences me.  Maybe that's why sometimes I feel like this business consumes me alive... when it comes to work, I always end up putting myself last, and there's only so much of that you can do.

The clients really need to move, so desparate times call for desparate measures, but even if we found a place tomorrow, chances are that the listing agent will not be available because they have a family or a life or maybe they mastered the art of saying no.  And if by chance, we came to an agreement on Christmas day, there's very few banks, government registry or law offices open to deal with the closings.  So why did I say yes when I should have respected my own time and said no? 

It's a tough call, that's why.  Some could say it's because I'm weak and other's would praise me for putting my client's best interest at heart.  At the end of the day, good or bad, it's all me.