Make your bed

When people recommend self-help books to me, I go into invisible eye-roll mode. I regard with suspicion the person telling me to read the book. Other than an occasional advice column with tips on speed cooking, I don’t get into the well intentioned advice of folks...

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Inspired by a magazine

My love-hate relationship with paint began when I was 16 years old. I had recently acquired my driver’s license and was backing out of our driveway when I ran smack dab into a pile of paint cans my dad had put out for garbage pick-up. The cans lodged under the car and...

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