If you’ve been around this blog for a while, you might remember about 4 years or so ago, I met Flea Market Guy. We met
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Who Knew Trimming Dog Nails Could Be So Traumatic?
For every optimistic bone in my body (and there are lots), I have a worst case scenario bone that sometimes invades my brain and makes
We Did the Damn Thing
Well, it happened today. We sold our Knoxville home. Signed all the papers. Walked away with our big fat check. I thought I would be
A Suicide in the Family
We’ve never had a suicide in the family that I can remember. Until now. My cousin killed herself yesterday. I’m trying really hard not feel
A Ray of Light
We finally spoke to someone about renting a property. And it was a real person with an actual personality and a real life. Not a
Second Time’s a Charm
We got a little down when the first investor who wanted our house backed out, but my realtor friend (who is a hero by the
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