In 2008, I started a blog about being in college. There was one post, titled "This is my first post"
In 2010, I started a blog that was going to be reviews of books. There was one post, titled "My first post, and why I hate Alice Sebold."
I was talking yesterday to a new friend, a woman who is in her first year of trying to drastically cut her spending in order to become financially independent so she can quit her job and be a full-time mom. We started talking about how hard it was to spend less. Specifically, how hard it was to drive old cars.
The data shows that during a divorce, women are hit harder financially than men. Which is why it always surprises me that women are so opposed to prenups. Well, until I remember that throughout the history of the world, legal agreements have generally been used to disempower, cripple and impoverish women...then I guess it kinda' makes sense.
Last night, I was so upset that I left the house in tears.
I'd just gotten back from two intense back-to-back work trips. I had hours of client work that was overdue. I had found out that our remodel was about to go over budget. And we've been waiting on the results of a hopefully-not-scary medical test.
A few months ago, I got an email from a 26-year old real estate investor. She wanted to buy another property and she was also scared of stretching herself too thin or getting in over her head. She wanted my advice. And at the end of the email, she asked me this:
What do you do when you're scared of failure?
I just spent ten days in Hawaii.
And I learned that in Hawaii, all anyone can talk about is Sea Turtles.
Where are they? Turtle town? Where’s that? How far out? 100 meters?
How big? Oh, I saw bigger over at Makena beach. You shoulda’ been there. It was thick with turtles.
You see one?! Where? Point, show me! Where??? Is that it? I think I see it! No, nevermind that’s just a rock.