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My brain feels like it’s going to explode — I suspect I'm about to become a madwoman, leaving my house in my bathrobe and screaming while running up and down the block.

I had one of those days last week, where my first thought getting out of bed was, “I just have to get through today.” But I sort of brought it on myself.

I’m still traumatized by garage sales from when I was a child and my parents would make us help out with their garage sales. I’d be like, “You can have that for five cents!” And my Dad would be like, “What are you doing? That’s worth at least $2.00!” Plus, the lugging the stuff out and then lugging it back in. It’s no fun to host a garage sale. But, now, it turns out my new favorite pastime on weekends is to hit garage sales. This is because my daughter loves them. So, yes, I’m now one of those people — just driving my daughter around and she’ll suddenly screech, “Stop! A garage sale!” So we’ll stop.

I’m not sure if this is ever going to make me rich or even make me money, but I’ve decided to become a businesswoman.

I’m a believer in sending thank you emails. It's so easy to do. I also love getting thank you cards in the mail. It's nice when people take the time to write a thank you note on stationary – writing with a pen on paper and using actual hand movements that don’t involve typing.