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ERRAND BOY? EMBRACE THE JOB

Who’s an errand boy? Who isn’t? That’s how things get done, doing on errands. What else is there, hiring someone to do errands? But there are times it makes sense.

HIGH RISE CARPENTRY HOME REMODELING

High Rise Carpentry have rebuilt our decks and remodeled our rental house with: New cabinets, shower surround, tile floors, and matching the wooden floors to the extension they installed so it looks like the same floor. In our home they recently finished a complete remodel of the master bath including heated tile floors, complete tiled […]

HEALTHY LIFESTYLE? A REVIEW

A healthy lifestyle doesn’t start after you recover from a dreaded disease. Some people take illness as a reminder to step up their health routine, some ignore the whole thing. Which one is the right response? Both work, just one better than the other. But there’s that other part.

BLAMING SOMEONE ELSE WHEN IT’S YOUR FAULT: WEIGHT GAIN

Blaming someone the right way takes special care. It takes practice. Conversely, accepting blame also takes practice. One is easier than the other. Take the top pic for example.

BIG TIME TAKES SMALL STEPS: THE GATE

The big time is closer than you think, closer than I thought. It’s easy to miss if you don’t look closely. The wood in the picture is an example.

TAKING TIME, MAKING TIME

Taking time for the little things is something we’re supposed to do. Making time to get it right is always the challenge. In some worlds, maybe yours, time is elusive, slippery, until you get rewired one way or the other.

BREAKING STRIDE, LOSING MOMENTUM, PICKING IT UP

Breaking stride matters when you’re the lead horse in a harness race. Do that and you’re disqualified. What happens when you breakdown in your regular day to day life? Who notices that? You. Or you should, since everyone else does.

SHAPE UP. THEN WHAT?

Shape up. I’ve told myself that more than once. I’ve also looked at others and said the same thing. To myself. Most of the time.

QUIET LIFE? GOOD LUCK WITH THAT

The quiet life is an aspirational goal. Even the biggest party person eventually welcomes a less social time in their life. But it doesn’t mean they’ve forgotten anyone. Hell, I remember the neighbors from the first house I ever lived in.

SOFT LIFE WITH HARD EDGES

Living that soft life, but still need something to yell about. It’s either too soft, not soft enough, anything but just right. And that spells hard times in bold letters. Hard times for a soft life?