I am a money magnet.

There's a woman in every trade who somehow hears about the work first. People assume luck, or favouritism. Watch her for a week and it turns out she asks — plainly, without apology, at the end of every job: anything else coming up?

Attraction, in practice, looks a great deal like availability. Being reachable. Being remembered. Being the name that surfaces when somebody needs a thing done by Friday.

Magnets don't strain. They only have to be in the room.