Once upon a time I was a successful prosecutor with a heavy caseload and an immense knowledge of the Laws of Evidence. In my leisure time, between preliminary hearings and closing arguments, I devoured shelter magazines and dabbled in remodeling on the side because deep down inside, I loved interior design. Then I got pregnant, and left my job at the District Attorney’s office. Then I had two babies. Then I opened a law practice. Then I started a blog ~ a blog about what I love. Then I closed my law practice and took a leap of faith.
I did something brave, something dangerous, something very risky. I changed course, and I changed careers. I realized that I truly do love home improvement, great design, interior decorating, and DIY projects. It’s those subjects that keep me awake at night, not memorizing the exceptions to the hearsay rule.
I love the thrill of taking on a new venture and teaching myself something new. There is always apprehension and fear, but in the last few years, I’ve learned that challenging myself is the definition of taking a risk, and it is absolutely thrilling. It’s why I experiment with power tools and paint, with recipes and gardening, and then write all about it. With the risk comes the thrill. It’s dangerous, and it’s addicting.