You may recall from my intro to the blog that I'm a work-from-home entrepreneur - I have my own social/digital marketing firm. It's a real challenge getting my name out there since it's a startup. I'm often up in the wee hours of the night with ideas, concepts, or random thoughts that just come to me or sometimes it's the random train of thought from earlier in the day that derailed and I had no survivors I suddenly find one and now I'm AWAKE! However, there are some perks of working from home: The commute is pretty decent, might be a furry speed bump along the hallway, but mostly smooth sailing. Coworkers are pretty decent, sometimes demanding, often distracting, and most of the time just plain quiet and a lot of one -sided conversation. Breakroom is usually pretty stocked. The ability to say meh it's 5 o'clock somewhere after a meeting that doesn't go well and no one blinks! Working from my pj's is usually my uniform Work when I can sneak
The Traveling Tribe… This tribe is made up of 5 beautiful, inspirational, talented, and empowering women who are all in different stages of life! The tribe is composed of 4 married ladies (all fire/police wives) and one that is almost married. Some are small business owners, one is a medical professional and also a kickass firefighter, one just left a retail job with over a decade in the field, and another is counting the days till retirement (well all of us are in some way shape, or form), but one definitely can see the light at the end of the tunnel and it ain't no train! A few ladies have been divorced, we have all had our share of heartbreak, dealt with mental health issues, lost a job or two, some attended college, some raised kids, a few have overcome medical issues, had financial struggles, fought demons and some are still fighting, and one is just a crazy plant lover, and we have all learned a lot along the way. While we have only been officially a tribe since 2020 amid
Just the beginning Part 3: Accident series I was finally home after 16 days in the hospital. Seeing the new wheelchair ramp that was built by our fire family made me cry. Crying because it was built with love and support. Crying because this is my new normal until I work my way out of the chair. When I finally got inside, I got to see my fur babies. Obviously, they didn’t understand why they couldn’t jump all over me, so they lay beside me on the floor. They would occasionally bump my hand to ensure I was still there. Then the medical equipment started appearing. Nothing ruins your dignity more than having a portable toilet beside your bed. Though I will say I had fun making Woody uncomfortable by staring at him while sitting there! HAHA!! My daughter helped me get on my new shower seat so I could take my first real shower I’d had in the 16 days. As I sat there with the water just running over me, I cried. I bawled until there were no more tears. I washed my hai
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