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, and in my mind it might as well have eaten its way into our kitchen. Taking the stairs two at a time, I ran into our bedroom shouting, “DAVE! OUR HOUSE IS ON FIRE!!!!”
Looking back, I am amazed…
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 now.
You know those times when your heart is so touched, so full, that you just can’t seem to put your feelings into words?
That’s happening to me right now.
So all I have to say is this:
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 just want to come home to a beautiful home.
The way I see it is it’s always nice to know a good handyman…but it’s especially convenient to know a good handywoman!
So here is a picture of my business card.…
Gosh, it’s good to be back. I’ve missed you all so much!
To all of you former Tales of A Clyde Woman readers out there, whaddya think? I still have some tweaks to make (moving into a new website is almost as messy as moving into a new house!!) but for the most part this is it.
To those of you who are new readers, WELCOME! I invite you to stay awhile and browse.
To break in this squeaky new blog, I’ve decided to share something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue….
Why buy a new rug when you can repurpose an old one?Before After
All my dingy, boring rug needed was a bath and a fresh coat of paint. Tutorial coming soon!
In the same breath, why put up with ugly vinyl countertops when you can buy shiny new quartz ones?Before After
I’m so happy with the results. All we need now is to tile our backsplash…a project I plan to take on myself. (Gulp!) More pics of the process…
Three years ago, we rolled up our sleeves and jumped head first into a mess of a house. As a way to cope, I created this blog and have lurve-lurve-lurved all the connections and possibilities it has opened.
Now it is time to roll my sleeves up again and try-try-try to get my new site which I am calling “Keeping Up with Mrs. Smith” up and running.
A new site??
Yes. A new site with the capacity for even more possibilities!
But like most things in life, this transition has been…tricky.
A lot has gone wrong.
Stuff hasn’t worked.
Cursing and screaming have ensued.
For 7 months I have tried and failed and tried and failed again to get this new site up.
But I guess 7 months is not long compared to the 3 years [and more to come!] of blood, sweat, tears, penny-pinching and overall suffering we have already put into home ownership!
In short, this house has made me fighter and has given me a brave heart to push for more, more, more.
(Be honest: Do I look like William Wallace…or more like a creature from Avatar?)
Push, push, push is all I have been…