I'm perfect

I guess one of my two college boyfriends was right, only Pablo the Painter was talking about himself, and I am talking about myself.

I showed $8000 an $8000 apartment on Lower Fifth Avenue, vacant and therefore available immediately (or as soon as they can paint and perform the necessary repairs), fourteenth floor, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, decorative fireplace, six or seven closets, private outdoor space, sweeping, panoramic views including a tiny sliver of the Hudson River that can be seen from the master bedroom. She even said it was perfect. She talked about where to put the furniture, she talked about what would have to be done in order for her to accept the apartment for the asking price. She said it was perfect. Just what she'd asked for. Even if I never rent to her, I feel like a winner for bringing this very difficult to please customer the apartment she asked for.

That being said, I don't expect her to pull the trigger, but what a beautiful apartment and what a nice feeling. I mean, $8000 a month is a lot of money.

This afternoon, I showed another exclusive within my company to some new clients I met on Sunday. Didn't go anywhere and now they are out of town for the next week. They seem like very nice people. He is in corporate development in New Jersey, she is a banker.

Four weeks until I go to California for what feels like a really long time now....