So I am working with Collective Bias and DaySpring on the Living With Purpose Campaign. They give me money and I go buy a backpack full of school supplies for my kid, and then a duplicate one for a child in need. Exciting, right?
But as you can see from my last post I’d gone to four stores and no one had what I was looking for. I was disheartened. Then on a lark my cousin and I went to Portage, Indiana (talk about out of the way!!) and figured maybe they would have something there.
Weren’t we shocked and amazed!
Oh and just to let you know I was totally compensated for this post, but my opinions are my own.
So I decide to go to school and completely change my direction.
But there’s just this one company I decide to work for. The one run by a friend of mine. The one I’d pretty much do anything for because I trust her business sense like I trust a bloodhound to find stuff. She’s amazing.
Then there’s this other company I loved working for. They were amazing and cutting-edge and fun and all the things you want from a social media company. I worked for them for a year and then budgets dried up and while I wouldn’t say I was no longer needed, I would definitely say I was no longer budget-friendly.
So I’m taking care of three kids ranging in age from five years old to ten months old, I’m going to be working with my friend’s company, I’m going back to school, I’m trying to keep my house from looking like an episode of Hoarders, plus keep a semblance of a social life and finish the Mamavation campaign August 27th with really strong numbers so Leah can use my success – as well as the success of the other Mamavation Moms – to help boost the image of her company.
Then my favorite social media company shoots me an email telling me I’m needed again!
So we have a 50 hour a month commitment through November 1st.
Can I really do it all?
Hell yes I can. Because every single one of those things is something I consider important and wonderful.
Most importantly, every one of those things is something I consider fun.
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Ok, so I have a little side business I’ve been thinking about.
But…I’m not sure how to start it.
It’s good. Seriously good. I can also think of about a billion ways to market it and get PR for it.
Which is always the tough part for me. Usually I can only think of about a billion ways to market and get PR for someone else’s company.
But, yeah. It’s out there. I can’t find my paper where I write my million-dollar ideas so I’m putting a reminder here.
The books for my classes are going to be available on Monday.
Yes, next Monday!
I can’t tell you how excited I am. But not excited in a “heart level shoots to the moon” way. It’s more of a feeling like you see in movies with the people relaxing the night before they leave for some kind of quest. That anticipatory hum accompanied by an unnatural calm. Like my destiny is sitting around the corner and I’m on a timetable to find it but won’t be able to see it a moment sooner than I’m supposed to.
It’s interesting, because a sense of inevitability lies at the bottom of the destiny ocean. I mean, destiny means you can’t escape it. So maybe destiny is the wrong word. I just know that this is the right thing at the right time. The fitness regime is the right thing at the right time too. I don’t know why, I just know.
So here I am, at the gates of predetermination or fate or what-have-you and I have nothing I can do today but take care of myself the ways I know are important:
- Physically. Keep my nutrition sound, get my fitness in.
- Emotionally. Keep my emotions in check, don’t talk to people that don’t understand my goals.
- Also, making sure my kids get physical with me today and do a workout and making sure they, and my husband, feel taken care of.
These are my responsibilities, my jobs, and for now, they are enough.
Ok, they totally aren’t, but they are in the sense that they are temporary and I have to learn these small habits before building on them with S in Kindergarten, A in five-day-a-week preschool, D still teething and extra-curricular activities and the hubby getting more and more clients and we’re going to have to hire someone soon and I’m probably going to be part of that process, and the other stuff life throws in. You know, just for fun. LOL
But all that aside, I can’t wait to start. It feels like I’m picking up where I left off after a very, very long haitus.
When you get the Economy GoDaddy Hosting you can only put one website on that bad boy.
So if you’re getting your hosting with GoDaddy (I do not know why you would but our client wants everything all in one place, so we’re doing that) and you have more than one site or blog…go for the middle level at least.
If you cannot figure out why you have two domains up and the alias won’t come off of the subdomain, it’s because you have the economy package from godaddy. You have to upgrade to remove the alias.
Mostly I’m writing this because I searched for two hours to figure that out. When you’re given a login and told to set up two sites, well, you set up two sites. Or try. For another two hours. Before you realize there is a problem and then you can’t find any pages with the answer.
Maybe someone else will search and find this page and it will save them time and frustration.
This morning as I was dragging myself from my coffee cup to my bedroom to change into workout clothes, I had a weird thought.
What if I slept in my workout clothes? Then, when the alarm goes off in the morning, I could just get up and do what I need to do.
Does it sound crazy? I’d put on a clean workout outfit and then get up and workout. It seems really simple but after I thought of it I realized I have never seen anyone recommend it or say they did it. Of course, I’m not deep into the fitness community online or anything, but you’d think this would be on every Top Ten Ways to Make Your Workout Easier list on every blog on fitness ever if it’s as good an idea as it sounds.
Have you ever slept in workout clothes to make sure you get your workout in every morning? Do you know anyone that’s done it? What do you think of the idea?
I walked out into the dining room and the first thing I saw, on the bench at the dining-room table, was a chunk of hair.
A serious chunk of hair.
Immediately, I began to worry and hunted down the kids. Who knew that safety scissors could cut hair? Why wasn’t there any crying involved? (Both my kids are growing out their hair and I thought screaming would ensue like it does when I even mention hair-cutting within earshot).
They were playing in the bedroom like nothing was wrong. I tried to see from my vantage point at the doorway which one had less hair than before. I honestly couldn’t tell, but figured this just meant it was a huge chunk on a part of someone’s head I just couldn’t see.
A started flipping her hair talking about her “new style” – I looked closer and asked her to show me. S looked at me, puffed up her chest and said proudly, “I cut her hair, doesn’t it look beeyoutiful?” Upon closer examination I saw the straight lines and layers that were cut into A’s hair.
I don’t have a picture because I kept trying and couldn’t get the camera to pick up the delicate lines.
S can either cut hair (it’s a family thing, I can cut hair, my cousin can, my aunt can…) or she lucked out and we need her to start picking lottery numbers. My guess is she has the hair cutting gene from my side of the family.
It’s good to know she’ll have something to fall back on if her dreams of being a famous artist or dancer don’t come to fruition. Hell, it’s better than being a server at the local Olive Garden while waiting for fame and glory. (Note: I worked at the OG for three years. *shudder* Wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. Ok, maybe my worst enemy, but not the so-so enemies. Seriously)
Over time, I’ll be adding all the old posts back in. Selectively.
I have the whole blog downloaded as a 1300 page PDF file on my hard drive, so nothing is lost forever. I didn’t realize it would be that long, and I have to say there is something so refreshing about starting entirely from scratch. Beyond Mom v. 1.0 was the first WordPress blog I ever started. Oh, no, that’s a lie. It was the second. I was still getting my footing and trying to decide, exactly, what the hell I was blogging about.
My niche changed from marketing to branding to social media to parenting to being a wife to finance to starting a business and there was some mommyblogging in there too.
So even though it’s a new dawn and a new blog and all that, it’s still the same me, doing the same kinds of things, but hopefully I’ll be able to separate them out so you can only read what you want. For my readers who came to me through my finance posts, the finance category will have its very own RSS. So will family stuff and reviews. If you go look you’ll see the review blog is no more. (More on that in a post to come later…)
There will be a fitness section, too, as I continue the journey I’m on to be the fittest, most nutritious version of me I can be. The nice thing about the individual RSS feeds (once I figure out how to do them, of course) is that you can read only the sections you want to read and ditch the rest.
Ok, enough with rocking the placeholder entry. I’ll see you soon. I have to repopulate this bad boy and that means a lot of talking. Maybe some new topics, and hopefully a lot more videos and humor.
I mean there are about a billion paths to success but the only way to get to the end of any one of those paths is to stay on them.
There will always be someone
…and more amazing than you could ever be.
But the only thing you need is stick-to-it-iveness.
You’re not running anyone else’s race but your own. Your only real competition is you. And the only way to get to the finish line is to keep going.
My New Year’s resolution is to stop measuring myself by the ruler of what other people are doing and worry about me and what I’m doing and where I’m going.
Happy New Year!