I’m in a horrible place. It’s that place at the very edge of my comfort zone where I know I am about to make something of my life and where everyone I know and love (and who loves me) tries to pull me back in. Crabs and buckets… The worst is that I fully understand…
Tag: My dream matters
Closing my eyes and taking the first step: creating an LLC in Ukraine
Adulting is excruciatingly difficult! But I guess I had to grow up at some point, and take responsibility for the rest of my life. That doesn’t mean that I have to like the process, though. Not even on Mondays…
Little Boxes… and Insecurities!
Little boxes on the hill side, little boxes made of ticky-tacky. Little boxes, little boxes, little boxes all the same. There’s a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one, And they’re all made out of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the same. (Malvina Reynolds, 1900-1978) This song,…
Yesterday, I was all for giving up… but then I tried once more.
Sometimes, a goal simply seems to be too big to handle. When you’re a do-it-yourselfer like me, it’s challenging to delegate work. The mantra “if it’s to be, it’s up to me” has been pounded into my mind from a very early age. Yes, that’s a good thing, but it has its detriments as well….
And so it begins… Strengthening my resolve
No, dear readers, I have not forgotten my original dream of buying a small house on a large property and turning it into a backyard homestead. On the contrary, that dream is stronger than ever before, combined with the desire to support neighbors and local businesses as much as possible. And – well, duh! –…
Raising seed capital for my Expedition Vehicle fund, one beer bottle at a time
It has been proven by some anonymous social scientists that people would rather give money to a beggar with a few coins in his bowl than to one who has nothing at all. If I want people to help me, I need to work, too! As simple and as complicated as all that! I have…