Thursday, January 7, 2016
My Dad is a high school English teacher, which means he corrected my grammar from the moment I began speaking. Not at all annoying!
While I didn’t appreciate the dinner-time lessons on possessive pronouns and past participles (please don’t ask me to define them), I am now thankful that I can (usually) string a sentence together. As a writer, that’s a required skill.
Turns out Marc...
Thursday, December 3, 2015
When the economy took a dive in 2008, so did the real estate industry. That was the catalyst I needed to leave my job in new home sales to search for something better. What I found was a career in residential property management (RPM), which offers a steady income in an economically resilient industry and much more. Seven years later, I’ve grown a lot in my career. Now, I’m proud to use my...
Thursday, November 19, 2015
I was a “middler” in high school. I wasn’t popular by any stretch of the imagination, but I also wasn’t at the very bottom of the totem pole. In other words, people weren’t making fun of me to my face.
Behind my back, sure.
It wasn’t a bad spot to be. Was I totally unaware that people even had parties in high school because I was never invited to one? Yes. Did I wish I didn’t have to lie when...
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Some of my friends have very simple screening criteria when searching for a significant other: You must have a bed, with a frame, in a place that does not also house your parents.
Futons, mattresses thrown on the floor, a nightly snack drop-off from mother dearest; you’re in your late 20s, people—get your act together.
While some of my counterparts may not know what a fitted sheet is, I want to...