The newsletter is done, but I'm working on a listing brochure for a loft. My client is in Denmark, and apparently his clients just cannot wait until he gets back, so he gets to do business with an 8 hour time difference. I don't know how much this loft is being listed for (if you have to ask, you can't afford it), but from the photos, I don't believe I would enjoy living there. There are no walls and no closets, and no place to put any of my stuff. I guess that's the price you pay for living one block from the theatre district.
I get to spend this weekend clearing a path to my windows so the window installers can do their job next Tuesday.