Three layers of linoleum later and I’m still trying to tell if I’m remodeling or excavating a crime scene. Which, okay, my own place helps—hotels can stay in the past where they belong.
Bills don’t care about my DIY trauma, so today’s specials are live. Rates stay non-negotiable. Company stays unforgettable—also, yeah, I know how that sounds, but it’s how it is.
That signature toe-curling CW is still very much on the table. Quick visits to overnights, depending on what you’re working with, and content for a reasonable donation. Video chats are available too—hit me up by text (I check that one less when I’m cleaning glue off my tools), and usually I’m faster there than anywhere else.
⏰ Won’t waste your time. Don’t waste mine. NO BARE. NO LOW-BALLERS. And if you’re tired of the same recycled ads, cool—come see the girl who’s currently half covered in flooring glue and somehow still better than the rest.
