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In Which The Spin Cycle Takes a Spin

By Sue · Comments (8) · December 20th, 2019

Helloooo! Greetings! Top o’ the morning to you!

My Weird Brain roused me at the ripe old hour of 3:15 this morning. I told it to shut up.

It did not listen, friends.

So here I am, three hours later, with four loads of clean laundry, washed dishes, and a loaf of banana bread fresh out of the oven. My humble abode smells scrumptious, if if I do say so myself.

~~The crazies~~ hypomanic tendencies do come with perks.

Truth be told, I’m quite surprised that My Weird Brain was up at the buttcrack of dawn this morning in light of the fact that last night was a big night for my small business. You see, in addition to teaching elementary school, I own my own stake in Rodan + Fields as an Independent Consultant.

Why, you ask? Here are my whys:

•It pays. In spades. My side hustle allows The Cherubs and me to indulge in little luxuries such as dinners out, vacation funds, and many of our wants in life that go beyond our basic needs.

•My paychecks provide my family and me with skincare that has been ranked #1…in quality and in sales…among premium brands in North America.

•It gives me the opportunity to change people’s lives by changing the condition of their skin. Acne? Wrinkles? Superdry skin? Sun spots and freckles? Forgetaboutit. R+F has a regimen for every type of skin.

•It’s fun, people. You don’t have to be a salesperson to work this biz. Heck, all I know how to do is instruct rugrats and turn a phrase on this silly little blog. So if I can do it? And have fun? So can you.

Think about that.

Done thinking? Allrigjtythen.

Anyway. Last night marked the culmination of a friendly little giveaway competition which I orchestrated. $80 worth of skincare, to be exact. The contestants solved a moderately challenging holiday logic puzzle, and from the field of correct answers, I spun a nifty virtual roulette wheel to randomly chose one as the winner.

Superfun. Superduperfun, indeed. I mean, how can anything involving limoncello, Christmas jammies, and a roulette wheel not be?

I revealed the puzzle solution as well as the winner via live video in my R+F Facebook group, and I had a blast doing it. Should you care…or even if you don’t…a link to the video is viewable at the end of this post. It’s about 12 minutes long what with the technical difficulties and verbal tangents.

What’s that, you say? Wishing you could win $80 worth of premium skincare?

Go to https://www.facebook.com/groups/suecoatesrf to join the group and view the puzzle at the top of the group page. Solve it, submit your answer in a comment on this post by 5 pm CST on Friday, 12.27.19, and THEN you may watch the video for the solution.

No cheating. Cheating is…well…for cheaters.

Consolation prize: Check out susancoates.myrandf.com and view all that R+F has to offer. If you’re not sure which products are for you, take this free, one minute quiz and let R+F figure it out for you. Should you care to order anything as a Preferred Customer, I’ll pay your one-time PC fee as well as rebate 20% of the pre-tax and shipping product total.

You’re welcome. Falalalalalalalalaaaa.

Without further ado, I humbly present my video. Click below, scoll a bit until you see an image of me in pigtails, and enjoy. xoxo

The. Video.

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The Lint Trap

By Sue · Comments (2) · December 8th, 2019

Gooooooood morning! I’m still riding a moderately maniacal, highly enjoyable, and uber-productive wave, so here I am again.

For those of you who are counting, this makes two posts in two weeks. *smugly pats self on back*

My eyes snapped open at 3:52 am this morning. I threw back the covers and leapt out of bed with enthusiasm akin to that of a child on Christmas morning.

Well, a 48 year old child. With a crick in her neck and a strained left Achilles tendon, both of which protested the sudden motion.

But I digress.

I started doing laundry. Four loads of it, to be exact. After removing each load from of the dryer, I dutifully scraped the lint trap clean to ensure that my humble abode wouldn’t combust from clogged dryer vents.

Anyone else find that menial task to be inexplicably satisfying? No? Just me? Well, then. I’m here to tell you that You. Are. Missing. Out. Onallofthesatisfaction. Using one’s fingernails to gingerly extract that soft layer of condensed lint…intact…from the lint trap? Is the bomb. No lie. Don’t make the mistake of assigning that responsibility to anyone else in your home, my friends. No, no…you keep that fun allllll to yourself.

That’s a pro tip, right there. Free of charge.

Anyway.

As I cleared The Lint Trap for the fourth time? I made a mental connection. A proverbial light bulb flickered on in My Weird Brain, and My Weird Brain then settled upon The Spin Cycle and the menial task of clearing out my spam comments folder. For those of you who don’t blog…and I assume that would be the vast majority of you…~~fools~~ bloggers like me go through the comments submitted by readers after each post. We chuckle over the clever ones, snuffle at the touching ones, and delete the spam that collects in the spam folder.

Check that. I actually open that spam folder with wide-eyed anticipation, for that folder full of comment “lint” is nearly as fun to pore over as my dryer lint trap.

In fact? My brilliant friend Thea? Who I’ve never met, but love nonetheless because of her enviable writing prowess? This Thea character titled her own site The Lint Trap as an homage to clearing out Her Weird Brain via her blog.

The Spin Cycle puffy pink hearts The Lint Trap.

But again…I digress.

Ahem. So I scuttled from the laundry room to the butler’s pantry, where I keep my MacBook hidden behind a faux wall that opens with the push of a button.

Wait…no. I own neither a butler’s pantry nor a faux wall.

But I *do* have my trusty MacBook. I snapped it open, logged on to The Spin Cycle, and perused my spam folder. Wannasee what was in there?

No?

Meh. Here it is anyway:

SPAM

Satisfying, right? Right???

I relish the opportunity to make my way through this folder and pore over its contents. I reflect upon how these spambots from the world over have found MY little corner of cyberspace and left tokens of their spammy esteem.

Who knows? I may print out its entire contents…extracting them in one inviolate linty layer…and frame them in my butler’s pantry.

Post Script: Sadly, The Lint Trap is no longer an active site; Nonetheless, I did consult with my brilliant, absolutely real friend Thea and obtained permission to reference her post mortem blog title in this post.

Post Post Script: I love real comments slightly more than spammy comments. PLEASE don’t be shy about leaving your comments after this post or any others. I’ll reply…promise.

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