In a very posh neighborhood of Charlotte, a frustrated, adult-daughter who resides out-of-state convinced her 81 year old dad to meet me. That was in April. 

No negotiating, no cajoling, no begging by her would convince him to hire me. Therefore, I waited patiently. 

It wasn’t until this poor daughter who is a wife, mother and now dealing with bulldozing her primary home because it burned ? to the ground due to a lightning strike (no joke), finally threw up her hands a few days ago and told her dad “I’m hiring Heidi. I have enough to deal with here. She’s coming at 9 on Thursday. Just please answer the door and make sure the guardhouse knows to let her in.”

We made so much progress and had such a good time that I get to come back next week.

♥️ The End ?

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