• Business

    Slavery Days are Over. It’s Time to Take Our Lives Back.

    I quit my job the other day. I had been asked to do more and more over the passing months, up to and including things that I normally charge $40/hour for in my computer repair business but at a pay scale that is less than the entry-level pay at McDonald’s and other local businesses. While I had already been considering…

  • Business,  Productivity

    Headless Chicken

    Life has kept me super-busy these past few weeks. I’ve been slowly spring-cleaning my house by doing little things on top of helping Katie adjust to her current situation. At work, my official management training is underway so I stay busier than ever. In order to keep labor costs low, the end of the night has me paired with my…

  • Business,  Investments,  Personal

    Three Jobs?

    Since yesterday was a maudlin day (as you could tell from my post), I called up my beloved Auntie early this morning for some much-needed encouragement. “Well, it’s no wonder you’re exhausted and feeling emotional!” Auntie declared once I’d shared, “You’re working three jobs, taking care of your house, and studying like you were in an actual college class besides!…

  • Cash register
    Business,  Finances

    Surprise Promotion

    While puttering around at work the other day I received a page to the office. “What’s up?” I asked as I stuck my head in. “Have a seat,” the main managers gestured to a chair positioned between them. When I got up from that chair, I had been promoted to management. I started my training the next day. I must…

  • Business,  Happiness,  Success

    Paid Vacation

    Yesterday I received a treat that I’ve not had for many years: My vacation slip. In my years of focusing upon my children, I would stay at home during summer vacations, taking so much time off from jobs that I rarely ever saw one of these. In fact, I do believe I worked through the last paid vacation I earned.…

  • Business

    The Prom Pickle

    Earlier this year my beloved Katie excitedly prepared for the prom. She shopped and shopped for the perfect dress. One evening she emerged from her bedroom with a troubled look. “Mom, my prom dress is going to be way too long,” Katie announced. “Can you get someone to hem it?” I asked. She frowned. “If I get the seller to…