I asked my last client to write a little bit about how great it was to work with me.
Sheru Arora
Sion, it was a pleasure having you create my webpage for me. You’re an extremely talented professional and make working with you very easy. I’ll definitely be referring my colleagues to you and hope we can work again soon!
Good Luck and Thanks again,Arora
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He left that as a comment on an unrelated post so I moved it here so it can have it’s own category.
No mail again today.
We live in a commercial space and therefore our mail system is weird. I didn’t know this until recently but all the residents of this building have their mail diverted to a P.O box. The main landlord picks it up and brings it to our place and dumps it into a metal box nailed to the wall in the entranceway. Then we each have to pull all the mail out and sort thru it to try to find our mail. This system is fine if you don’t particularly need to get your mail as soon it is delivered. But since I am now always expecting a check because of my business I can’t go on this way. Needless to say this method of mail delivery is rife for mistakes to be made.I have had quite a few instances of lost mail because of this,I am almost sure.
Plus, the landlord doesn’t always come to work in the office downstairs so we don’t get any mail on the days he decides to skip it.This means no mail on Fridays,Saturdays or Mondays or whatever other day he doesn’t stop by.
I am right now so pissed I could spit! I should’ve gotten a P.O box months ago but I wasn’t sure how our mail system worked until 2 weeks ago when I went to speak to the landlord personally.
The joys of loft living just keep coming.
If you live in Brooklyn or Manhattan you also had a soggy 4th of July-if you were silly enough to go outside to try to see fireworks,like I and my group of pals was.
We also climbed 12 flights of stairs for the priviledge of being on a roof blocked by a massive building so no fw could be seen anyway.
My boyfriend and I said enough is enough and grumped off home.On the walk we saw a bit of fw from the street and felt that that was plenty.
We’d been on the go all day cooking and shopping for the 4th of July meal and we were beat.
The night before I put a bunch of chicken thighs to marinate in chimmichurri sauce but somehow the bag of marinated chicken was left out all day no one can eat it without becoming really ill.
I’d also made a huge bowl of potato salad that didn’t get eaten,either.harrumph.
My potato salad is great but I got to the apartment where everyone was gathered about 45 minutes too late and everyone was full.
Why was I so late? I had a clothes issue.
If you’ve read any of my other clothes posts you’ll know I am summer clothes challenged.I also thought my boyfriends friends would be bringing their younger,cuter and thinner girlfriends to the party and I didn’t want to look like an old frump next to them. And A had mentioned a few days earlier that one of my favorite things to wear makes me look a little pregnant. Not because my gut sticks out in it but because he thinks it looks like a maternity top. Well.
Not exactly the kind of thing that lends one confidence.
So I took forever to get dressed and walk over to the house where of course there weren’t a bunch of cute girls looking cute at all.None of the guys brought girls.Ha.
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