It makes me wonder what someone is used to when they think they’re being treated like a king when you’re simply doing basic niceties.  Things like offering them a comfortable seat, a snack and something to drink, lending an ear then sending them home with a doggie bag.

This first thing I did this morning was check email to see if the couple who looked at my rental home yesterday were interested.  Had I checked email last night, I would have known they were.   I forgot I’d used my double secret screen name for the Craigslist ad.  My friend and master craftsman Tod McNeal helped me renovate the home and also suggested I place an ad on Craigslist.  I did and got plenty of response. I disqualified 8 of them over the phone.  I showed it to 4 people and 2 were good candidates.  Then I spoke to Y and immediately liked her!  She and her husband looked at it and this morning we signed the lease.  I also learned there was a notary public at the office where they had to get their entry access stickers, so I got to sign and notarize a quit claim deed I’d been carrying around for 2 months.  Tod synchronistically called this morning as soon as I finished the lease, and he arrived 2 minutes after the new tenants.  Tod fixed a screen that last week’s 80 mph winds blew half out of the frame, tightened a back window and put the screen door up that was in the shed.  I took out some cleaning supplies and a fan and lawn chair, swept the porch and straightened out the shed.  When Tod comes over, it’s always a flurry of activity and trips to Home Depot. One of my favorite things about Tod is that we have fun adventures in the home improvement stores!  Then we went to Golden Corral and had giant salads and soup.  I love my life.  And my friends.  And my new friends, Y and H!

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The rental is ready for the next lucky tenants
Readying the rental home
I’m not just readying a rental, I’m creating a home for someone
Turning on utilities
We’re making progress at the rental home
Getting my rental property ready for the next lucky tenant
Wear gloves cleaning nicotine damage to avoid poisoning
I clean my rental home of nicotine stains
My tenant is moving out this weekend

Wait, I was gonna yell at someone for something and now I forgot who I wanted to boss around and pretend I knew more than they did so I could teach them a lesson.   I love when that happens.  It shows me what an ass I can be when I’m not mindful.  Instead, a few reps of the new core exercise galpal Della Rae Danley from Lotus Heart Wellness showed me this morning should be punishment enough.

“The caged bird sings with a fearful trill, of things unknown
but longed for still, and his tune is heard on the distant hill,
for the caged bird sings of freedom.”  Maya Angelou
And sometimes the bird sings because it’s happy and doesn’t feel trapped by the cage.  We live in our minds more than we live in our bodies.  If our mind is free, it matters not where the body is.  Andrea

Kirstie Alley 2000

Last night I watched an episode of Veronica’s Closet starring long time fave actor, Kirstie Alley.  In the episode, Veronica (Kirstie)  bumps into old flame Tom (Jon Schneider,) realizes she regrets dumping him and wants to rekindle old times.  Tom finds out Ronnie is in the market for new bookshelves so, rather than have her buy them from a catalogue, asks if he could build her a set. Veronica agrees, then invites him to spend the night for dinner and wild sex.  The next morning, he serves her a heart shaped pancake for breakfast and leaves her with an invoice for $10,000 for the bookshelves.  “Isn’t this a mistake?” she asks, handing the bill back to him.  He looks at it, says, “Yes, that should be 2000.  Silly me, I keep writing 1999” then hands it back to her and leaves. Continue reading →

“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” ~ Dr. Seuss

I wrote on Facebook yesterday:  “Say a prayer for me, please. A friend is going through a hard time and I’m trying to help as much as I can. ”  I got great responses, without question as to what was going on.   It’s one of those things where I’m not sure I’m supposed to jump in and try to fix it, but so many synchronicities happened that I feel I was put in place specifically to help.   I always consider if it’s just my savior complex. John S. Shore reminded me that “Support can make or break a person.”  I recall the times in my life that was so true.  Just a word or touch or knowing someone was there for me, even if not physically there, made all the difference in the world.  That’s what I want to be for whoever’s life I am called into.   And if it costs few dollars but I’d unexpectedly come into just the right number of dollars immediately beforehand, I can only think that is what it was meant to be used for.

I’ll scream if I hear from one more galpal who’s upset that she hooked up with some random guy she just met and they had a wild 24 hours before he blew her off.  Give the guy a little time to get to know who you are to see if you even like who he is.   These are not 20 year olds I’m talking about; these are chicks who know this is how it often goes.  Save something for later, just in case there IS a later.   Either that or change your perception so you’re not a basket case strung out for  months about it.  Because remember: when you’re the basket case, that’s the next kind of guy you’ll attract.  You’re always a vibrational match to whoever or whatever you attract.  And also remember that, even if it’s true, if you keep telling that story, you’ll keep having that experience.

A galpal just discovered her hubby’s stash of porn and house rule is no porn.  I’m not a fan and believe to each their own but, mostly, rules is rules.  What do you think?