How I became a Candle Helper.

Let’s get one thing straight from the start! I never in my life wanted to be a candle helper. I did not even know what a candle helper was, and did not want to know.

It all started when I got married. Yep, that will do it. If you don’t want to be a candle helper, don’t get married.

This lady I married, really liked burning candles. In particular she liked Soy Wax candles. She said “they burn so much cleaner than paraffin candles”. Well, whenever we were out somewhere like a flea market, gift store, festival, or car show; she would always buy some “soy wax” candles. Oh, woe is me! It seemed like more than half the time, she was complaining because the candles did not burn right.

Mostly she would purchase the 8 ounce candles. She would pay anywhere from $4-$10 for each one, and then complain about everything. Either they did not have enough scent, they did not burn right, or they smoked too much.  As a pretty smart “candle helper” in the making, I knew she was spending way too much money for bad candles. Sometimes she would lite one of these candles, bark about the way it burned or smelled and throw it away. In my eyes, I saw a Ten spot hit the trash. Woe is me!

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