Some dude totally just hired me to redesign his rental units based upon pictures of my former sixplex...
Huh? So now I'm an interior designer too?!?
Er, except I don't think I have time... shitshitshit.
Did I really say yes to him????
Yes? Yes? When I'm trying to sell a rehab, buy a new house, possibly buy another multifamily bldg, get a real estate license, attend two out-of-state weddings AND travel to Honduras AND Greece all in on summer....?
Did I do that?
I'm so fucked.