As someone who dreams of a life with so much more, I often fall into the trap that if I do more, I’ll feel more joy, and get more out of life. But somehow that math just isn’t adding up.
I woke up anxious; I dread the thought of having to go into work. Who should have to put up with that abuse? Who should have to tolerate being disrespected by rude children…CHILDREN! Then have to deal with a staff
Thanks for joining me on this journey of self-reflection and exploration to get to what you really want in life. If you’ve been with me from the beginning and have taken on the moving forward challenges, we have defined our
“A daily routine built on good habits is what makes the difference that separates the most successful among us from everyone else.” Thanks, Darren Hardy of The Compound Effect for that profound tip. But part of me feels like I
In my earlier post, I shared my vision for the next five years. I have to say, I’m feeling a bit remorseful about having shared so much. And I’m feeling like maybe I aimed too high on the desired salary. But, I
I am a girl obsessed with making list. As far back as I can remember I was making a Christmas wish list, back to school shopping list, or later in life my task or grocery list. I LOVE LISTS. My
Okay, confession time…I’m a Pinterest fanatic! I was seriously addicted to the site and would spend hours (like three a day) pinning new DIY projects or meals I hoped to one day make, despite the fact that I hate cooking.
I sat at the dinner table with my aunt, uncle, and their seven-year-old son Marcos. Somehow the conversation was centered on savings. Marcos was asked, “So, what are you going to do with all the money in your piggy bank?”