Wish I would of had a video of this day. After 2 weeks of being gone, my clients were arriving earlier then expected. They did not know my remodel team would be able to complete most of the bathroom, they thought it would still be in "major remodel mode".
My personal goal was to have a day or two before my clients arrived, to leisurely stage the master bathroom, closet and master bedroom. Things don't always go as planned...such as the back order of the tub, it showing up 2 days before clients return, getting it through the window, tile setters, contractors and plumbers all waiting on it to complete the project. As a result we were ALL there at the same time hours before the clients arrived home, cleaning, grouting, sweeping, displaying and freaking out. But as shown on TV we did it and were out of site before they arrived!
Our clients were SO happy and after a long day of travel they opened the champagne and enjoyed their new suite!
My feet hurt, like I hiked the trails of the Olympic Peninsula all day! But I didn't, I walked around the Peninsula College (in high heels) ...actually the Pirate Union Building known as the PUB.
Today I was the event coordinator of a memorial...a tribute to a very special man.
The phrase "many hands make light work" is sometimes overused but it is SO true. I'm a designer and a delegator and today many helpful people showed up and took direction beautifully, making light work for all. Well not all, not the people who brought in the large rocks, the maple slabs, the stumps and the container of pebbles, their work load was heavy. They never complained.
The pebbles and rocks represented the river of life, the stumps represented the heavily wooded area full of maple trees and evergreens. These were all things that were dear to my friend who we remembered today. There are things he designed that I will always cherish...as I wander out along the carefully calculated trail and boardwalk, hang out at the PUB, drive past the Carnegie Hall and arrange his hiking boots at his celebration of life. As I make displays with the rocks, moss, ferns, salal and local evergreens I realize this very special architect has sparked new insight for me and many others. His influence in our community will carry on throughout generations!
Mr. Humble., Mr. Stuart Bonney! Thank you for your contribution to this community. We miss you already and will remember you in the beauty of the Peninsula.
That wonderful feeling of remembering your password! Or not...
We were recently on a trip overseas and beforehand I specifically went to the bank (I know, sort of archaic) and successfully changed my debit card password to one that I would never forget. You already know where this is going right? Well, halfway through the trip my husband says, "did you bring any cash along" I said no, but I have my debit card, I can get cash at this debit machine....so I proceed to use my debit card with my husband watching over me, and for the life of me I could not remember my password. I try another fool proof password, wrong. I know if I try again my card will be eaten by the cash machine alligator gods. My husband looks at me in that non-enduring husband way..."so, what happened, didn't you get any cash"? "No", I say in my WHATEVER mode, "why not" he says, I look a him and say "I can't remember my password"....(fortunately he always has cash so no worries, and we continued to have a wonderful trip).
Ok, so how many social media accounts do you have, facebook, twitter, google plus, instagram, snap chat? How many emails do you have, Hotmail, gmail, your own web site email? How many websites do you have or you own the name? Now, how many passwords do you actually remember or have written down?
I find by the time I finally figure out all the details of signing up for a new social media account and think of a password, it is already gone...I know I wrote it down somewhere, or put it in that special password app on my phone but if there is no record...now what??? When I see the option to "Sign in with Facebook" I am SO there!!! This has saved me many times.
What is your favorite way to remember passwords, either an app or a written style or possibly your memory?
PS. I still don't know my debit password