This week has been so busy! I can’t believe March is already half over–the days have been flying by. Today, I have a group meeting to discuss certain tasks that are unique to our jobs and how long those tasks take us to complete. This is to determine whether some tasks are essential or not, as well as which ones can be standardized across the board or are more unique to a certain publication.

One of the things I really like about the company I work for is the opportunity to get involved in projects (both long- and short-term) that help to make employees’ jobs easier. Several time-saving initiatives have been rolled out just within the past few months that have positively impacted how I do my job. To be able to see concrete results from projects that I’m involved with has been an amazing morale-booster. I know that I’m directly contributing not only to the company, but to my colleagues directly.

There is something to be said about getting involved, whether it’s at your job, school, or in your community. As you long-time readers know, I’m a naturally shy person that doesn’t like to call too much attention to myself, but these various opportunities to get involved at work have started me down the path of confidence. I may not be ready to give a presentation to a room full of people at a moment’s notice, but I’m certainly feeling much better in terms of how I handle myself in front of a crowd.

There’s something exciting about where I am in my life today–I feel like the best parts are yet to come and that I’m on exactly the path I need to be to make those things happen. I’m just feeling optimistic these days :).



It has been a little while since I’ve visited what is technically my third job, being a landlord. Being a landlord and owning even a little bit of property isn’t easy. The process is just like any other business and you make mistakes. You take a chance on someone and your safeguards fail. I won’t get into all the details, but my last tenants didn’t work out. Between a lack of communication and caring on their end, I was left with an unoccupied apartment filled with their possessions. Thanks to a state law, I had to go to court to get rid of said possessions and change the locks for the unit. However, I could not recover lost money because I wasn’t diligent enough in my research and was missing a certificate and a handbook I was supposed to give them while they were tenants.  I got to keep the security deposit. Live and learn.

The bright side was being able to legally remove their possessions from my property after getting a private agreement in court, and beginning the process of cleaning the unit up. The goal was to get it ready to rent out again. My confidence as a landlord was somewhat damaged, but I was heartened by interest in my unit as neighbors noticed me cleaning it out. I received two unsolicited offers from people looking to rent. In the end, I made a deal with a family member who was in need of a place to stay, willing to pay me, and willing to work with me as repairs were made to the unit. The deadline to get the apartment ready to move into was March 1st and the process was involved. Thankfully, a full renovation wasn’t needed—unlike two years ago. This time I simply needed to remove the trash left behind, clean, and treat for pests.

While slightly more work still needs to be done, my new tenants are satisfied. This time I made sure I had all of my certificates, notices, and handbooks ready to go at the lease signing. I also found good sources of information to keep on top of Philadelphia’s changing landlord-tenant laws. Starting over wasn’t easy, but I’m grateful for a second chance after a failed venture.


Have you ever had a project or venture fail? Did you give up or start over?

Paperwork 2 by Isaac Bowen of Flickr

Paperwork 2 by Isaac Bowen of Flickr

I wanted to take the opportunity in this post to recognize that things are going well for me right now and to express gratitude for them. I read a blog post recently about the importance of gratitude in your every day life and how keeping it in the forefront of your mind at all times will inspire a greater sense of positivity. I’ve been trying to do that these days by writing down what I’m most grateful for, either right when I wake up in the morning or before I fall asleep at night. It’s done wonders for me recently.

Before and during the holidays, I was really slacking on my exercise and as much as I didn’t want to admit it, it was really affecting me. Recently, I’ve made it more of a priority and, just as a small example, I make myself walk on the treadmill desk at work every day. It may seem like a small thing but I feel amazing when I’m finished–I just walked a mile at work without having to leave the building! Although I was wary of the open office plan at first, this is definitely one of the perks. I’m grateful that I have the opportunity to exercise at work even just a little bit.

I’m very grateful for kind, helpful public transit employees. If you know me in real life, you know that I complain about the train a lot, even though I have to take it every day. It’s expensive, not always reliable, and sometimes the employees are not very nice; however, one employee that has been a regular on my morning train has changed my outlook. She is extremely friendly (always greeting us all with a smile and a “Good morning!”),  helpful (she communicates exactly what is going on if there is a delay, even if we are stopped for just one minute waiting for another train to pass. I can’t express how helpful that is. A lot of the time, other employees won’t say a word and will outright ignore you if you ask what’s going on), and she genuinely cares that she does a good job at work. I wrote a commendation to the company yesterday because I wanted them to know how much I appreciate her.

My youngest sister and I took my grandmother out for dinner and drinks last Friday and had a sleepover at my grandmother’s. I’m so grateful that, at almost 30 years old, I still have my grandmother around. I had 2 sets of grandparents, 1 set of great-grandparents, and 1 great-grandmother around until pretty recently and they all played a major role in my life and my upbringing. So, spending time with my grandmother now is pretty special.

These are just a few things I’m grateful for recently, how about you? Also, do you keep a gratitude journal or something similar that you write in every day? Does it help you?


I apologize for my post being a day late. Thanks to a tight March 1st deadline regarding my work as a landlord, I don’t have much free time outside of my full-time job. That said, I’m taking a break from work-related topics to discuss an epic event that occurred a little less than two weeks ago. (It has a happy ending.)

On a cold and rainy Saturday night I noticed a wandering poodle puppy in the parking lot. The dog was completely alone so I called out to it. The poodle came to me. Upon closer inspection I noticed that she was well-behaved and was obviously someone’s pet. Unfortunately, she wasn’t wearing a collar. I couldn’t leave her alone in the rain and so close to a major intersection—I didn’t want to risk her being hit by a car. I took her home and decided to search for her owners in the morning by calling local shelters.

The next day I started with PAWS, the animal shelter closest to where I found her. They didn’t accept dogs from the public, but they could take down her information in case the owners called, and they could also check her for a microchip. I then asked them to make a note that I would be taking her to ACCT Philly (another shelter) if she wasn’t chipped. If we couldn’t find her owners, someone would be willing to adopt a well-behaved puppy. Right after I hung up with PAWS, I took her picture and posted it to a service called Pawboost, which uses Facebook to send out missing dog alerts. I detailed my plans to have her scanned at PAWS for a chip and to take her to ACCT Philly if there was no chip.

Not long after I sent the alert out, PAWS called me back. They had father and son who were searching for a dog that matched the description of the poodle puppy in my possession. They told me her name was Lana. I drove Lana to PAWS and she was indeed their dog. The father offered to buy me a gift card as thanks, but I declined. Knowing the pain of having my own dog run away on several occasions and the joy that came with strangers taking the time to return her, I was happy to do the same for someone else. In short, I was more than glad to pay it forward by simply seeing Lana go home. Both of our epic weekends had a good outcome.


Have you ever had your weekend derailed by unexpected plans? Did those plans work out favorably?

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Lana waiting in a cage, and Star, my own dog– who was insanely jealous.

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