Flip Flop Kinda Work

When your client is your neighbor and good friend, work isn’t really work. It’s a gorgeous spring here in Houston.  Oh how I’ve loved making the short walk to check on the master bath progress  down the street everyday. Last night it was in sweats and flip flops.  We sat at the kitchen table with a glass of wine and considered Emtek glass door knobs while we caught up with our girl talk. As my shoes slapped the sidewalk on the way home, I smiled the most contented smile. This is so my kind of job. 

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