Summers are hot here. Have I mentioned that? Hot. I'm not a big fan of the heat. My husband and I are from Connecticut and he's not a fan of the extreme cold and that's why we moved south. I would probably have been happier in New Hampshire. Except for the snow. Maybe I just … Continue reading Tales from the Parkside 5 – Should You be Living Indoors?
About twenty five years ago I was living in a little coastal New England town called Rowayton. Set on a peninsula it started out as a fishing village with tiny seasonal cottages constructed primarily by the fishermen themselves. But, as all things in Connecticut go... "the money" found it and now the cottages are gone. … Continue reading Tales from the Parkside 4 – Crystal Cutthroat
The bathroom is our friend. It's there for us in our deepest time of need. It's there for us when we're at our lowest, at times in our lives when no one else would want to be near us. So why are people so mean to their bathrooms when they're moving out of a home? Why did … Continue reading Tales from the Parkside 3 – Vengeance in the Bathroom
I'd heard of cockroaches before. I'd seen them skittering about in movies. I had never actually seen one in person. Until I started cleaning vacant rental properties. The first time I saw a cockroach it wasn't just A roach. It was a sea of them. A tenant had just been evicted - not just … Continue reading Tales from the Parkside 2 – The Adventures of Kenny the Cockroach
Today started out fine. I got up a little early to spend a few minutes with my husband over coffee. Our dog, Coda split a toenail last week and it came off a day or two after I noticed it, so he's been limping his ninety pound self around and it takes a little longer … Continue reading Tales from the Parkside 1 – My Name is NOT Earl