Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
Ok, not my life exactly, but probably several hundred dollars in taxes. Whew. First, I subtotaled all those receipts and calculated my gross receipts for 2010 only to break down in tears at the discovery that

Ok, not my life exactly, but probably several hundred dollars in taxes. Whew.
First, I subtotaled all those receiptsand calculated my gross receipts for 2010 only to break down in tears at the discovery that I made more money than I'd expected. Not enough to brag about, mind you, but enough that I was looking at much fatter check than I wanted to write.
Then a miracle happened! I stumbled across a stack of rogue receipts laying on the desk near my computer at home: all the receipts for all the gel polish that I invested in in 2010!
After amending my subtotals, I am thrilled to discover that the check I have to write will be back within the range I'd been expecting. Yes. I bought a lot of gel polish in 2010. And that stuff ain't cheap!
So gel polish is my new hero ... On the other hand, it's probably also the reason I made more money last year. Hmmmm. I guess that just means it cancelled itself out, huh?
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
Maggie recalls the time she tried to figure out how to dispose of her salon chemicals.
With a vacation approaching, Maggie can’t wait to put some distance between herself and the drama of the salon.
Maggie doesn’t hesitate to confront clients about past sins.
How sick is too sick for a nail appointment?
Maggie is fed up with clients who won’t get off the phone.
Maggie needs to remind herself that she has options.
Maggie is trading in one writing genre for another.
Maggie knows too much about sanitation to get excited about a strange Jacuzzi tub.
Maggie is no longer certain nails are in her long-term future.
Maggie is learning about the downside of success — scheduling is a nightmare.
Maggie contemplates the limits of her charitable impulses.
Maggie is not too keen on clients bringing in their own nail supplies.
Just because Maggie isn’t with a client doesn’t mean she’s not working.
Twenty-two years of doing nails takes a toll on the hands.
Maggie doesn’t want her product reps dropping by.
Maggie enjoys other people’s drama — up to a point.