Mold is Bold

So, one thing I do try to do on here is keep it as real as possible with you all. And that’s why today I want to talk about the serious importance of mold testing. I recently had a horrible experience that I’d like to share in short. And I hope it inspires some of you to take action and put your health in your own hands before you’re left without a choice… Seriously. Well, let’s start with I never even had mold on my radar. It wasn’t one of those things I ever really thought to look for or screen for. I’ve always lived a rather, mold-free life… So I thought. Over the last year, I’ve noticed that I was having an increased number of headaches. I’ve always had a history of headaches and these weren’t severe, so I didn’t really think much of it. You know, to me [ . . . ]

Shall we shag now?

For those of you who actually caught the Austin Powers reference that is the title of this post, you may be disappointed to discover that this article is completely unrelated. I’m not talking about… that kind of shagging. I’m talking about shag carpet! Which I just got!!! If you’ve never had the delight of experiencing the wonders of shag carpet, you’re missing out on all this: Yeah… that’s right. In case you can’t tell from the picture, shag carpet is basically the long haired dog of the carpet world. And it feels marvelous! When I told my mom this is what I was going for, she couldn’t help but laugh because, of course, it’s a wonderful product of the 70’s. One of their best in my own opinion. I wasn’t entirely sure how difficult it would be to find shag carpeting but I went ahead and called the experts of carpet Greer, [ . . . ]

Here we go- Timber!

I tell you what, guys… Only me. This morning, I was running a bit late, as usual, for an interview out on the East Coast. (But this time it was the rain’s fault!) No… Actually, it was a tree. Seriously though. A tree made me late for my interview. When I woke up, it was a pretty average day. There was a little bit of drizzle, nothing too crazy, (though enough to make me whip out my anti-frizz cream — although, just being in South Carolina will do that). But when I was ready to leave, finally having gotten myself together with likely just enough time to spare, the wind picked up out of nowhere! Seriously, the trees were swaying so hard I though they were all going to snap. And then… One did. Yup. A a tree fell in the driveway of the house I was airBnBing at. (Is airBnBing an [ . . . ]