A wild life is worth living.
I have heard from readers that you're eager to know what crazy things I find when I go through people's homes. Every home is different, every client is different, so each day presents opportunities for discovery. Guns. So many guns, as I've mentioned before, and bullets of all sizes. To go with the guns are... Continue Reading →
You can't actually do it all. Now that I'm working, things are falling through the cracks, and the first to go were Mom's pet projects. I attempted to continue a weekly post here, private writing, light writing for work, professional organizing in people's homes, making holidays magical, caring for three children, cooking for fun, and... Continue Reading →
I sometimes forget that I live in Texas. Or, I forget that I don't live in the Texas I am accustomed to. I lived in Austin, which is full of rich people, hipsters, and tech people from California. I lived in El Paso, which is a flavor all its own way out on the elbow... Continue Reading →
In my new life I am trying desperately to figure out what I would do if I could go back in time and be young and carefree. Now that my children spend almost half their weekends with their dad, I have about 48 hours to be young and some responsible version of carefree every other... Continue Reading →
The last year has been an ever-humbling reminder that you can't do it all. Or, you can't do it all well. Attempting to scotch tape a social life together out of a handful of free hours makes for flimsy attachments and distracted parenting. Now that I have started working, I am again reminded that I'm... Continue Reading →
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