For realtors

Thedealdiedatclosingagain.

Your weekends belong to other people. You show houses at nine at night and answer texts at dawn. A deal you nursed for months dies one day before closing. You ride someone else’s biggest purchase like it is your own. The wins feel huge. The fall-throughs gut you. Then you wake up and do the open house anyway, smiling. The hours have no edges, and no one sees how thin you are running until something cracks.