Dirty Little Secrets

I got a promotion at work yesterday. That’s right. Work. A promotion. My dirty little secret is that I recently took a part-time job. Then I accepted another, and another. I went from carefree author, coach, and network leader to Jill-of-All-Trades overnight. Why, you ask? I did it for the money. Actually, I did it for the freedom that money is about to buy for me. What precipitated this sudden need for freedom? Issues in my relationship. We’re falling apart. It recently got so uncomfortable that I told him, “I’m…

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Free is Good

I should take it as a sign that everything is in my favor when the first item rung up at the store is free. “Free,” said the cashier as she checked the clearance sticker on the cat toy I had impulsively picked up for Buddha, my 15-pound furbaby. “What? No, it’s about 40 cents, isn’t it?” I queried. Really? I’m probably the only person on the planet who would argue with free. The clerk was a darling and took the time to show me that the price actually was $0.00…

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