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There's a First Time for Everything?!? My first time as a stay--home mom in charge of house and cats was all I ever had dreamed of despite my furry brats! I cooked and wrote and petted cats just like I wrote the rule of running my new-found home well-- we stayed in and played cool! But soon that was just not enough-- I had to find some more fun stuff that made me happier, or I'd become a bore! And so, I started freelancing to pass the time away. Soon, it became too addictive, and it was NOT the pay!! I wrote my articles for fun but never had enough to keep me busy and absorbed-- my schedule became rough! So, now I have a fun business to make me laugh and learn-- I'm writing furiously now; my calling I've discerned!
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