We hear this over and over, do what you want to do, find your life’s purpose, do what you love…
I’ve always admired frequent travelers who say they never unpack in a hotel, but live out of their suitcase and have a perfectly fine time. They have to be lying.
And now, Ladies and Germs, it’s time for a Friday night rant!
When I pulled into the shopping center indicated, the store was nowhere to be found.
One of my mentors, Ray Higdon, defined overwhelm as the feeling you get when there’s a lot of things on your plate to get done and you’re not doing any of it.
Being good to ourselves is a must.
Hey, it’s time for Friday night rants where once a month I rant about things I can’t do anything about. …
We’re covering steps 4 and 5 in our quest to restore our health from overwork.
The only thing I would rant about are the dwindling patience ratios of drivers as one gets close to the holidays. I mean, goodness – I was picking up dry cleaning the day before Thanksgiving, traffic was heavy, and every time a traffic light turned green there was a sounding of a horn almost immediately.
I don’t know what your experience was, but for me, this week was a full-blown full moon week.