I need to read more biographies of women. I was listened to a podcast yesterday where I learned that Ruth Bader Ginsberg is the baddest of all badasses. I am excited to read Notorious RGB and Gloria Stienem’s new book. The surge of books by awesome gals is thrilling and inspiring. In Ruth We Trust.
There is such as a thing as too many scary books (for me at least). Fall makes my hunker down with mysteries and thrillers. With Halloween being around the corner I add supernatural and horror too. Those books, along with creepy podcasts and the cold and windy weather we have been having has been detrimental to my sleep.
Last night the wind was blowing just right so that my creaky, 100+ year old house makes a noise like someone is knocking on the wall behind my bed. It certainly didn’t help that I listened to a podcast about Shadow People during the day. I seriously considered turning the light on.
Offers and Counter-offers on houses is really, really nerve racking. My husband and I put our house on the market over 3 years ago when we moved out to the farm. Because of a combination of a tiny town and a depressed housing market we have not had an offer until this week. Now it is the waiting game of offers and counter-offers and me constantly refreshing my email waiting for an update.
Quickbooks is a life saver. My dad has been running a trucking business for years. Recently my husband joined the fray and we decided to got legit, LLC style, to save ourselves in case something terrible happens. Because of the legit status of the business, my dad hap-hazard accounting had to change. After doing a bunch of research and checking out options I settled on Quickbooks because, let’s face it, they are the most well known for a reason. We signed up for Quickbooks online and I have been please on how simple it is to set up and how adaptable it is for our particular business.
It is much easier to think the best of people. I heard once that if you think everyone is an asshole and out to get you, that you are the one that is probably the asshole. I was very, very angry after my mom died. Five years later, I am starting to shake it. Now that I have made an concerted effort to not be so negative, it has helped my attitude by leaps and folds.