It was just another Thursday and I was draped over a toilet scrubbing away at the baseboards thinking to myself,
I am so happy right now.
For those of you who don’t know what I do, I run a small business called The Handywoman where I provide domestic services such a house cleaning, organization, meal preparation or whatever my clients need/want to make their house feel more like home.
Good ol’ blue collar work.
I was made for it.
Working with my hands has always brought me great pleasure and fulfillment, but for the longest time I felt like I could never make it my career.
Growing up, I got good grades and paid attention in class. Doing this earned me the title of Most Likely to Succeed. What people didn’t know, however, was that I hated going to school. I enjoyed my friends and activities, but the only place I ever wanted to be was…
Since it’s Love Day, I cannot pass up the opportunity to share the love with all of you fantastic friends and readers. I am so touched that you take the time to stop by my little corner of the internet.
[Please accept this virtual heart-shaped cupcake.]
Blogging is such a great invention. It’s journaling I can stick to, and it’s always fun going back and looking at the memories Mr. Smith, the cats and I have made over the past 3 years.
Not only have my longtime friendships deepened, but I’ve gained new friendships with random but fabulous strangers from all over the world because of blogging.
Sometimes, though, I feel lost in the big crowd that is the Blogosphere and wonder if my time and efforts will ever pay off. (I might have even used the words “give up” this week. Shhhhhh.)
It’s during these times that Baby Girl gives me the stink eye…
At 4 am this morning, I awoke suddenly to the sound of scratching. I lie there for a while trying to decipher what was making the noise, and eventually realized that cats had probably discovered the white rat I spotted last week in the exposed area of our porch ceiling.
But then I happened to noticed that both cats were in our bedroom.
The scratching and clawing sound continued so I flew out of bed and turned on the light in the stairwell, hoping to catch the intruder in the act.
But something was wrong. There was a light on downstairs, and I remember turning all the lights off before bed.
Then the light began to dance and flicker and I knew.
Our house was on fire.
I raced down the stairs, looked around the corner and, sure enough, chest-high flames were licking the back porch screen door and windows. The fire looked strong enough to travel quickly,…
I am not a music person.
In fact, I can go days without listening to music.
On the days I do listen to music, I typically pick one song that I really like and put it on repeat for an hour.
And then I’m done.
However, I am actually looking forward to attending a concert this weekend and I’ll tell ya why:
My husband is hosting a 10-year anniversary concert to celebrate his syndicated radio show’s birthday. The show, which is called The Appetizer, showcases a lot of unknown/independent/indie artists.
Musicians Lindsay Katt and Elliott Park are joining Mr. Smith for the event and the level of music these artists put together…well, it’s breathtaking.
Lindsay lives in NYC and has had her music featured on “Castle”, “Being Human”, and “Switched At Birth” to name a few.
Elliott wrote hit country songs “I Loved Her First” and “Your Smile.”
Ok. I just have to say Egh! right…
One of my favorite blogs, Jones Design Company, occasionally publishes posts about what is currently going on in life.
Thought I would do the same since there are a lot of good little bits to share.
My job situation has been up in the air since I got laid off in July. I did have a couple prospects in the works, but I did not have a peace about one of them and the other fell through.
Feeling that perhaps it was about time I go out on a limb and start my own empire, I decided to hire myself out as a “handywoman.”
When I worked full-time, I was constantly frustrated by the lack of time I had to get my deep cleaning, organizing, projects, meal cooking and yard work done. Now that I am a free woman, I would like to offer those same services to busy people who…