While there are plenty of things that haven't made touring any more difficult with our baby, there are also plenty of considerations we take that probably seem first nature by now. We have to figure out nap times. We keep bedtime in mind. We're always surveying our venues, hangouts, and potential non-motor-home sleeping quarters for baby-friendliness. Luckily, we're self-sufficient: we have two forms of heat (propane and electric), plenty of blankets, and everything we need inside our mobile house.
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When we upgraded Offbeat Home to Offbeat Home & Life last year, we started focusing on more than just awesome decor, food, and DIY. We started talking a whole lot more about real meaty life issues like jobs, relationships, and even death. We also started to notice that our site's navigation didn't really reflect our content shift. So, Megan spent this past weekend sprucing up the o'l categories…
There are a lot of articles and blogs out there about making money from home, most of these are targeted at stay at home moms and include things like, "Get a job as a virtual assistant" or, "Sell your handmade goods through an Etsy shop." These are great ideas, and I am sure they work for a lot of people, but in my experience with this a lot more time is spent scouring the interwebs for opportunities than actually generating any income. What I have found works best for me is low tech and old fashioned. I wash clothes and I bake bread.
I've been searching the web for a cute wall-mounted makeup storage unit, but could not find anything. So, I just made one! Here's how…
After we sign the paperwork, where do we go from here? Do we drift apart as adults and friends usually do or stay involved in each other's lives? Can we ever get past "what might have been" and move on to "this is where/who we are now"?
Who doesn't like test tubes and fire? No one, I tells ya. I thought these DIY lighting projects came out pretty cool, so I figured I'd teach you how to make them, so you can learn from my many mistakes.
Since the beginning of my sexual awakening (or when my high school boyfriend put his hands down my pants), I loved sex. Along with sex, my other interests are TV shows, movies, and books. There is a particular workplace sitcom that I adore and almost exclusively write for. The bridge between these interests is not a long one, and soon I was writing erotic fan fiction. And yes, after (a little) personal deliberation, I told my husband that I was a fan fiction writer. But I don't think the switch in our sex life really happened until he read My Really Long Fic.
"Everyone hates their jobs! No one has money! Get over it!" Why? We started asking in return. And the resounding answer was "that's what it took to make it in our area," — an area which we didn't care for anyway. The timing was right. Our lease was ending, and so we had to commit: another six to twelve months stuck in place, or a scary leap which could wind us up skulking home to our parents, richer only in life experience.