Author Archives: Miki Clements

The summer cottage is vacuumed, aired out, and ready to receive me. De-cluttering still needs to be exercised, there, as well as in the house. Creativity for me, needs an organized, quiet, somewhat clean realm. My children are now rolling their eyes. Being clean and organized is not easy with four large rescue dogs, onContinue reading “Day of reckoning”

My past life, I had my own brokerage company while living in KY. Long Run Investments. I loved that job and my clients, but that is a story unto itself. New Hampshire did not allow sole proprietorships of brokerage companies. Discovered these photos while doing some digging for an article. These are from Tricked OutContinue reading “Days gone by”

While the benefits are incredible, working at home does have some drawbacks. My husband is semi-retired and also works from home. Fortunately, he usually doesn’t come downstairs until lunch time. Mornings are mine. He is not used to having me trying to work while he is on the phone or working on his computer. OnContinue reading “Day twelve”

Ramblings of the unemployed. Monday, my self appointed day off. It is absolutely gorgeous. A spring day bonus in March. The time change has no effect on me. I will not be late getting up or late to work. What is this stress? Perhaps days off are not good for me. Maybe it is theContinue reading “Day eleven”

Wow, double digits! Years ago, a very dear friend said she realized that where she was in life was as good as it was going to be. Wow, that depressed me. It seemed so defeatist! She was doing OK. Government job, adorable house. Then, everything turned upside down and right side up. She fell inContinue reading “Day ten”

Good things. Woke up, always a good way to start the day, again fed the girls in my robe. The pockets are getting full. Bad things. Got on the scale and gained two pounds. Probably due to not walking back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth etc. through the warehouse. NoteContinue reading “Day nine”

“Procrastination just makes for hurridness and stress later” So wrote a friend who owns a local, very successful, open one day a week sometimes, bakery. When available, she supplies my yummy Saturday breakfast. She is so right. This morning saw me in a small panic. Unemployment requires you to log your job searches. They doContinue reading “Day eight”

Retraining my brain. Saturdays were always chore days. Do dishes, laundry, vacuum, you working stiffs know the drill. Sundays were my visit my grandson, after teaching lessons and hiking with the dogs day. Usually, if not heading into Boston, a “putter” day to gear up for Monday. Total discombobulation. Saturday I spent with my sonContinue reading “Day seven”

Ah the irony! No working in Jammies, but the girls needed hay and I was running late. Self employed and running late? What’s with that? There is a schedule to keep, and it starts with feeding the mares and then sitting down to work. Well, actually, it starts with a cup of coffee, at leastContinue reading “Day six”

It has been a while since I got out of bed because wanted, not needed. What an unexpected pleasure for this morning person. Want to sleep past 6am? Horses won’t be upset til 7.30 latest. This is doable. Doesn’t happen, this sleeping in, but the idea that it can is delightful. There are other perksContinue reading “Day five”