People I Want To Punch In The Throat - Plot & Excerpts
I had left my job selling office equipment to start my own real estate team. This decision was thanks partially to the Fourth of July swinger party fiasco. I just couldn’t stop seeing Maryanne’s itty-bitty bikini every time we passed each other in the hallway. I’d been working hard to build my own team for a few solid years before Gomer came along. So within weeks of his birth, I strapped on my BabyBjörn and hit the listings.I was actually able to strike a great work-life balance. The Hubs hooked me up with a sweet home office and Wi-Fi so I could sit on my bed with a snoozing Gomer cuddled up against me and a laptop in my lap. If I had to show a house or two, I’d take Gomer in his infant carrier seat and leave him sleeping in the front hall of the house I was touring. (Don’t worry, Nervous Nellies, I always made sure the front door was locked so no one could sneak in and snatch my adorable baby.)Gomer was my little assistant. I would set him up on the floor with a few toys and he would play happily while I returned phone calls and emails.
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