Sunday, November 15, 2009

What Have I Been Doing?

Taking care of business - that's what!

Here is one of the staging jobs I recently completed.




This room wasn't even in the original MLS pictures. Because of the size – roughly 220 sq ft of floor space, the owners were counting it as a 4th BR, but because of the gabled ceilings it was really difficult to tell how to use it.

The room was very long and narrow, the roofline gave very little headroom and the 'room' was subdivided by a load-bearing structural wall that could not be removed. You could really only stand up or walk down the very center and furniture placement was a challenge.

You walked from one small space with 9 or 10 ft of height at the very center, but absolutely no headroom under the eaves to another smaller compartment with even less headroom. Anyone taller than 5 feet could only stand up in the very center.

I’m only 4’11 and once I walked through the door I could shimmy 6 inches to the right or left before I had to crane my neck and bow my shoulders! It wasn't even practical for storage. Without furniture it was almost certainly perceived as wasted space.

The narrowness and awkward angles in the larger part of the room made it impossible to put a bed anywhere without eating up precious floor space in a room where there were already so few spaces any adult could stand up straight.




I didn't want to sacrifice that valuable real estate by setting up a bed of any size - even a twin mattress or daybed. It would have seemed cramped and jammed under the eaves and still left a question about what to do with the hobbit room in the back.

The homeowner suggested I stage it as an office or playroom for children (ahhh... how I love homeowner suggestions). I told him I would stage the entire space as a 'teen suite retreat'.

Sellers need to understand that staging isn't just about decorating and design. It is also about the psychology of sales and defining purpose and usefulness.

I was reluctant to stage it as a nursery or playroom because the other 3 bedrooms in the house were downstairs and the staircase leading upstairs was narrow and a little tricky. Not completely unsafe, but not where you would want to put your small children out of sight and out of earshot while you went about your daily affairs on the first floor. And there is no way you would want an infant that far removed from the master and main living areas.

I was reluctant to make it an office because that essentially leaves you with a three bedroom house. What if a family with 3 children wanted to buy and they needed separate rooms for all of them and had no use for a home office? If we’re calling it a 4th bedroom, we need to show how it can be used as a bedroom.

Feedback Realtors had gotten prior to staging was that the owners were kidding themselves by calling it a 4th bedroom. Buyers perceived it as well-finished, well-lit, well-carpeted storage space. Somewhere that would be good to stash boxes and X-mas decorations or files – easy access and few insects to worry about.

The problem with that was – the attic had been finished in such a way that there was lots and lots of that under the rest of the eaves and gables throughout the second floor. There was already about 200 sq ft of easily accessible, relatively clean storage space. We needed to show that the room was valuable living space, not storage. The house already had more than enough storage.

The room was simply odd and there were no two ways about it. However, it was adjacent to the bonus/media room and a space that was currently finished as a walk-in closet, but that was wired and plumbed for a 4th bathroom - A project that would be easy enough for the buyers to complete if they chose. So the room made perfect sense as a place for tweens and teens to entertain their friends.





The bonus room was around the corner – perfect for movies and video games. The layout of the upstairs bedroom did not lend itself to a master suite without reconfiguring some walls and raising the roof – which someone may choose to do someday. But there was plenty of room for an adolescent to feel like they had their own space to hang out with friends away from the rest of the family, yet it was not so far removed and isolated that parents would feel uncomfortable with the set-up.

I chose to make the tiny room that you couldn’t stand up in a sleeping alcove. Even though there was no room to walk around, there was enough floor space for a king size bed!



Imagine the cozy private retreat this created for a teenager. It was enough room to have a big comfy bed. There were two small windows through which you could see the sky: day or night, but you could also make it dark for sleeping in on Saturdays and summer mornings!

I envisioned a teen-aged girl lying across the bed talking on the phone, using her laptop, or reading books – although the general concept would work just as well for a boy. The outer area was large enough to accommodate a large screen plasma TV I set up on a coffee table in another windowed nook. There was a funky cheetah print chaise lounge and zebra floor pillows (courtesy of the homeowner). It was almost like having a little studio apartment.

That would have been the coolest room for a young person! When I described it, the homeowners didn’t see my vision. Neither did my business partner or my live-in stager. Everyone was like: if you think that will work…. O-kay…

Then when I finished it they were all excited about how well I executed it. That’s one thing I love about being a stager – the opportunity to make ‘problem’ areas make sense to buyers and sellers alike.

In the end, I don’t know what the buyer will do with the space, but at least I have given them one option they may never have thought of when they saw it empty.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Trying this Again....

195.5

Sigh... This weight loss journey has been a struggle. One of the hardest challenges I have ever faced in my life. Really. For so many reasons, and none of them positive.

I don't even know where to begin to tell the story or if I even want to.

No. I am not undecided. I most definitely do not want to tell the tale, but I am starting over again.

I can hardly believe I started this blog two years ago and that I was so disgusted and fed up with the extra weight then, when it was what? 40 extra lbs? 145 lbs. total? I don't know. I have to look it up.

In any case, I topped out this week at 195.

Yep.

Fifty. Pounds. Later.

I'm 4'11. My Dad is 5'11. We weigh... the same... thing.

I didn't even blog about the day I went into the specialty bra shop (oh, yeah, we're in all new territory now - the girls got waa-aay outta control months ago! They do not carry my size at the local department store or Victoria's Secret.) and the fitting consultant informed me that I needed a 'K' cup.

I knew the 'DDD' wasn't cutting it anymore and I was a-feared I would be in something ridiculous like an 'F' or a 'G'.

Nope. Bypassed them and H, I, and J.

Big breasts run in my family and I was a 'D' and then a 'DD' long before I had a weight problem. It was okay when I still had a 25 inch waist.

I couldn't believe it.

I really don't even want to know what my measurements are now. Not any of them.

I just want to look and feel like myself again. And be able to shop in the petite section and be able to reach for the S and the XS and not the 1X and XXL and actually wonder if they will fit and not be too small. It is a terrible blow to my self-esteem.

Every. Single. Time.

I refuse to get used to this and accept it as my new normal, so I have been really miserable and felt terribly unattractive for the better part of 3 years now, extremely so in the last 18 months.

As bad as I felt before when I was 40 - 50 lbs overweight, I think it is safe to say that I am now officially obese with 85 lbs to lose.

Like I said, we won't even focus on how I got here. I am determined not to look behind, but only to look forward and focus on what I am going to do to rectify this unfortunate situation.

Yesterday I joined a gym and tomorrow I start a new eating plan.

And there is nothing new about either of those things.

I had a gym membership when I began to get fat. In fact, my two year membership was just up in March of this year. Why didn't that work for me? I don't even feel like trying to analyze it.

And the new eating plan?

I've tried fasts and cleanses and Weight Watchers and NutriSystem and Medifast and my own little hobbled-together jack-leg hybrids of diets incorporating shakes and cereals and oatmeal and flax seed and various supplements and teas and frozen entrees by Healthy Choice and Lean Cuisine....

Sigh...

Why didn't those work? Any of them?

....So many reasons, and again, this round of blogs is not going to be about the self-analysis. I'm saving that for my personal handwritten, off-line journal.

So what am I going to post here?

I hope to post my record of success. At the very least I want to record my activity and progress.

Like today. What did I do today?

I went to the gym.

Twice.

I went for a 9 o'clock Body Pump class, which I thoroughly enjoyed. It was my very first session. There are all kinds of claims on the Internet about how many calories you burn in an hour. I've read everything from 250 to 600. I'm going for the low-to-moderate 300.

Hey! It's 300 more than I burned yesterday!

The website says Body Pump "is the fastest way to shape up and lose body fat." That's a bold claim for any routine, product, or system. So I gotta say that I don't believe the hype, but it was fun and I believe it would have to be effective over time.

I started out with really low weights, but I am looking forward to seeing how quickly I gain enough strength to increase them and I'm looking forward to seeing my muscle tone come back as the fat melts away.

I absolutely love group fitness and that's why I re-joined a gym.

I have thirty-five fitness dvds if I have one. Winsor Pilates, Yoga Booty Ballet, Core Rhythms, Turbo Jam, Zumba, etc. And I've done them all. More than once too! More than 5 or 10 times, but there's something about knowing there's a class and scheduling time to show up to work out with a group and a live instructor that really can't be beat. Somehow I need that structure.

I would love to have a personal trainer, but that is not currently in the budget, so group fitness is the next best thing to keep me consistently motivated.

I ran errands (after I came home to shower and rest) and then I went back around 7:30 p.m. and did an hour on the treadmill.

I started out at a moderate 2.8 mph, so as not to overdo it, but I chose a random incline program and was able to keep my heart rate up between 145 and 165, which according to the diagram on the treadmill was the in optimal 75% to 85% I needed to acheive sustained fat-burn.

I covered a total of 2.91 miles including warm-up and cool down and if I can believe the digital readout, I burned 325 calories.

So I possibly burned as much as 625 additional calories today. I wasn't as vigilant about my nutrition as I should have been, but you had better believe that I do not intend to bust my hump at the gym 5 days a week only to undermine my efforts with poor eating habits.

Stay tuned.

Oh, yeah. I'll get around to posting about my hair at some point before the month is over. The 29th is 2.5 years locked! 30 months.

I am never more grateful for Sisterlocks than times when I get caught in a downpour and can go about my business unconcerned, or when I have had a really hard workout and I'm sweating from my scalp - both of which happened today.

All I had to do was come home, wash it in the shower and keep getting up!

Sisterlocks are the best.

Every time I long for my loose nappy hair (which I had been doing more and more of late) I remember the convenience and freedom I now have that cannot be acheived (for me) with any other hairstyle.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Full Figure Fashion

Amen. Because big girls deserve cute clothes that fit!






Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Cheryl Burke's Healthy-Life Confessions - Healthy Living - Health.com

Cheryl Burke's Healthy-Life Confessions - Healthy Living - Health.com

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Y'all know that I am always trying something new - with mixed results and limited follow-through. While I have not embraced this flaw (for I do believe it is a flaw - the lack of consistent follow-through, not the willingness to try new things.) I have rather come to accept this as a fact about myself. It is something I am trying to work on, work around, and overcome - with varied success at different points in my life.

I was always aware of it through introspection and private journaling, but never moreso than when I started this blog (and several others) and my business. I drop the ball on a lot of things.

It has nothing to do with my interest level or general ability to commit. I am just easily distracted and swept up in the excitement and promise of new adventures. I have noticed that I am constantly adopting and abandoning new causes and projects.

I am not habitually unreliable as a friend or business person. I honor my appointments for lunch or meetings, dinner dates, contracts and pricing, deadlines, etc. But the more intangible things like hobbies and travel - dance classes, vacation plans, language lessons, exercise regimens - frequently get lost by the wayside.

But hope springs eternal and it doesn't stop me from trying new things.

I recently read the above article on Cheryl Burke and reposted it here because I have several things in common with her. First and foremost my love of dance. I have loved to dance all my life.

I don't claim to have special talent or skill. I could never have been a professional or a teacher. I know I am not that good and I have no delusions of grandeur - but I do have lots and lots of heart!

I enjoy myself immensely on the dance floor and I am good enough not to be an embarrassment to my girlfriends or dance partner.

The second thing I have in common with her is MonaVie.

I was recently introduced to the nutritional drink by one of my real estate contacts. She suggested I try it for 90 days and see if it changes my life.

She had an amazing testimonial, so I agreed. I'll try to keep you posted, but I know that the regular followers of my blog probably have pretty low expectations. I will probably 1) Not follow the regimen for a full 90 days or 2) Not post about it.

But, again, hope springs eternal. I will try and we shall see.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

How It All Began....

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After seeing an acquaintance with beautiful SLs in January, I immediately started exhaustive research. I wanted to know everything - how they're done, what were their origins...I went first to the Sisterlocks Official Website, but it left me wanting more. More info. More pictures...I had more questions that I wanted answered.

I Googled "Sisterlocks" and stumbled across Maryee's blog first. From there I followed links on her page and eventually discovered the LHBE. These resources - dozens of SL Journeys chronicled in words and pictures really helped me to make up my mind about starting SLs of my own. (And a blog to document my progress.)

My Sisterlocks were installed in March of 2007.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Hairstories Needed!

Snagged this info from Muslimahlocs - A message from Michelle B. at the Sisterlocks Home Office:

Recently, there have been some talk shows featuring Black Hair but none of them have had any reference to Sisterlocks. It's time we flood the media with information on Sisterlocks and how much we love our hair, appreciate Dr. Cornwell for providing the ultimate option to natural hair and basically let them know that they cannot feature natural hair without recognizing Sisterlocks.

CNN is featuring part 2 of Black in America. Please click on the link and write your Hair Story.

The question is: What does your hair mean to you?

Please tell your story; post a picture of your gorgeous Sisterlocks and let the world know how you feel about your hair.

Click here: Black in America: Hair-story: News & Videos about Black in America: Hair-story - iReport.com

There's power in numbers so let's band together and get the word out about Sisterlocks.

Thanks so much for your support,Michelle B.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

How I Fell Off

I was reading this blog post by my Real Life-Off Line friend 9th Hour Poet. (We have known each other since before either of us had blogs or locks.)

She was talking about her good intentions for her blog and how she fell off once life got hectic and the locks got less new.

Amen, sister!

I especially fell off on taking pictures. It started when I began self-tightening.

It was my routine to take pictures before my retightening sessions, but once I started DIY, that went out the window. Then I tried to update every 4 - 6 weeks, but that was kind of discouraging because I could really only see the changes (in growth and maturity/texture) when I compared shots that were at least 12 weeks apart.

So I started taking pictures 3 - 4 months apart. Then it was 6 months and, well, then I just stopped taking progess shots entirely.

I spent the first 18 months in disbelief that my locks weren't longer. I am now 27 months locked and my Sisterlocks have just reached the length that my straight hair was when I started locking 2 years ago. If I was doing this only for length, I would be sorely disappointed right about now.

And I did have my moments. My hair grows fast. I literally retighten 20 - 30 locks one or 2 rotations every day. I have 3/4 to 1 inch of new growth every month. But due to shrinkage and other factors my growth has not turned into length.

I have watched people who started locks with 3 or 4 inches of hair aand theirs appears to be only 1 - 2 inches shorter than mine and I started locks with 7 - 10 inches of hair.

I was like: what gives?

My general dissatisfaction plus my genuine busy-ness resulted in a steep fall off on the blog posts.

I must clarify that I was not dissatisfied with my decision to lock or my naturalness. I maintain that it has been one of the best decisions ever!

I was generally dissatisfied with life for a few months, but that is another story that will probably never be told here because I try to keep it positive and keep it moving.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Matter of Trust

Y'all know I am always picking up some news of the weird.

I just saw this on the 5:30 news. It's kinda neat and kinda gross at the same time.

Want to know what to do with your old hair? Send it to Matter of Trust. It's a charity that figured out how to create mats made of human hair (the founder affectionately calls them dreadlocks) to soak up oil spills.

After the mats soak up the oil, worms and fungus (mushrooms) can break them down into simpler harmless biodegradable compounds that can be effectively used as fertilizer.

I want to know what he was smoking when he came up with that idea. (Or maybe he was munching on some 'shrooms!)

Beat that Sham-Wow!

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Rollasole


Sometimes you hear about a really good idea and you think: I wish I'd thought of that.

Now I know some of y'all go clubbing in 4 inch heels.

And by the end of the night, your feet really, really hurt.

And going barefoot is not an option.

What if you could buy comfy ballet shoes on the spot for about the cost of a cocktail?

Rollasoles are a really ingenius solution. They are rolled up slippers dispensed from a vending machine at the club. They come in a cute little bag that you can put your more uncomfortable stillettos in.

Matt the inventor had sympathy for his girlfriend's aching feet. He knew she wasn't the only woman out there suffering in the name of fashion. They have taken off in England and I hear they are on their way to the US later this summer.

In the meantime, I'm ordering a pair from rollasole.com to keep in my purse - not just for partying, either.

I'm 4'11 and I wear 4 inch heels daily to luncheons and business meetings. Depending on where I've been and what I've been doing and how long I've been wearing them - I have issues at the end of the day.

There have been times I wanted to do my grocery shopping or stop by the mall, but thought to myself: not in these shoes!

Sometimes I carry flip-flops or flat sandals in my car, but not always. And sometimes I'm riding with a friend. In either case, those shoes are bulky and inflexible. They do not fit neatly in a purse. Compact and discreet portability is a huge plus!


But again, as an entrepreneur - Kudos to Matt for creating a product that meets a need. It's priced right and he has a great idea for product placement.

In da club - Awesome! You go, boy!

Apparently he even has plans to make them available at weddings and events.

How many women leave for a wedding in horrid pointy shoes with full knowledge that the shoes will come off well before the reception is over? And even when you dance the night away uninhibited by heels - how much protest do you get from your feet when you go to stuff them back in the shoes for the walk to the car or bus or the train?


Even the walk from the car to the house can be agony if you have to put the shoes back on.


I'm very interested to see what becomes of this product and idea.