Quote Originally Posted by sundial View Post
Yeah, I remember those days. Velveeta dripping off a ceiling fan.....chickens running in and out of the front door.....wait! There is NO front door!
Thanks for the laugh! Velveeta on the ceiling fan? Okay, there is a story behind that!?!


For me there was the house that smelled like there MUST be a dead body rotting in the basement. It is so nice to sit lady like on the outermost edge of a hard back chair and hope that no fleas find my legs. All this whilst smiling and asking questions.

Then there was the man with Schizophrenia who lived in a camper (the kind that generally sits on the back of a truck) and ran an extension cord to the neighbors outside outlet and had a light bulb hooked up to the end in the camper. The light bulb was placed in a metal mailbox and wrapped with blankets and put in bed with the dear old man to keep him warm - the entire winter He bathed in simple green to save the environment. How can you possibly pass up an invitation to come in to the "man camper" and have a cup of TEA???????

Well, the trip down memory lane!

Thanks to the good Lord above, I no longer work for child protection and the majority of people now can come to my office. I only do home visits now when it is a necessary part of the assessment - ie) a kid is involved.

I will try to snap a shot of my office this week.

Sundial - fantastic studio. We need to see more pictures! It sure has been fun to see where everyone works!