A Penny for My Thoughts
Maggie is grateful to the clients who play therapist to her on occasion.
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This morning I was waiting on a client when she texted to give me a heads up that she was “running 10 late.” I usually mark off a little extra time for this particular client to
Competition. Well, I should warn you: This is my new "thing." I have committed to mastering this competition thing. It's the next portion of my resume that I really want to fill out — and if
I believe I have lamented in the past about my clientele's complete lack of interest in fancy stiletto nails. No stilettos. No super-long nails. Very little 3-D art. I don't even get to do those hideous
This morning the BF and I were discussing various merchants and their reasons for refusing to open locations in our area, or reasons why they no longer have locations in our area. Here in Visa-ville we have
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
So, we (the BF and I) cook. I mean, neither of us are in danger of any Iron Chef titles mind you, but we are constantly reminded by the people we are surrounded by that we
I spend so much time bragging about how much I love my job, I feel kinda guilty on these days when I don't particularly want to be here. It's not that I'm not loving my job
It took several of my younger clients over a year to talk me into a MySpace page. That was several years ago and all I ever heard was about how much drama there was on MySpace.
You know what drives me nuts? The average American's ignorance of simple science. In this particular instance: chemistry. Most people I encounter don't know much about chemistry, and aren't interested in learning. Mostly what they know is