The last few days have been stressful and busy, with Jim's hip replacement surgery, Jamie's yard sale, and moving out of my office.
I put it off as long as I could, and finally, around ten p.m. last night, Bill and I went down there with a few boxes and a large suitcase. Ninety minutes later, the entire place was empty, save for the desk and the telephone. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to do it in an orderly fashion, but it went well.
I don't know how I feel giving up that office. There was a time, well before the economic crisis, that I was planning on moving over and taking one with a window. Unfortunately, the ones with the window cost $250 more per month, and after the second market fall in October, it became a moot point anyway.
You know what is really a kick in the pants? The experienced Advisors are cleaning up, especially in the wealth market. Newbies like me don't have a big client base to prospect from, and it takes twice the effort to get in front of new clients. I struggled with the original effort, which was about 45 hours per week.
At any rate, it'll be at least another month before I resign completely. As one of the managers said, going non-occ (no office) is the last step before resignations. If I knew I could keep up the pace, I'd stay with this company in a heartbeat.
I have to hurry and get dressed, if I want to get to the hospital. Jim is doing very well in his recovery so far, and I hope it stays that way. I was so worried because of his age!
Have a nice Friday.