Dear Barbara; about your house
Barbara, I have never more wanted to talk to you then this week, when getting ready to sell your house. Why is everything so dusty? And I don’t mean just…
Barbara, I have never more wanted to talk to you then this week, when getting ready to sell your house. Why is everything so dusty? And I don’t mean just…
Working on Barbara’s house – which, I know, is my house – has been making me think a lot lately about the soul of a house. I’ve lived in a…
Me telling people things is sometimes a curious mix of “yeah, I saw that on Facebook” and “I’m not on Facebook” and “wait, you still have a blog?” Peppa Potato…
Recall a time in your life when you made a fresh start. How did your life change? Well, there was the time that I moved out of my dad’s house…
About exactly one year ago, minus about four hours as I’m writing this, I got that phone call. Everything I think I want to say about that night, I said…
This is one of those “I don’t even know where to start” posts. One year ago tomorrow is the day they called me back after visiting hours had ended, and…