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One Man’s Attempt at Lifestyle Design and the Quest for the Perfect Virtual Company

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On Milestones, Bugs, and Inspiration….

Why do we wait for milestones in our lives to reflect on where we have been, and where we are going? Why do we wait until New Years Eve to reflect on our lives, or our 50th birthday? Why isn’t it an every day occurrence?

Last night I attended the 50th birthday of a good friend of mine. His wife threw him a party with close friends and family. It got me to thinking that in a little over two years from now, I too will be celebrating my 50th. My wife asked me if I wanted a party and I told her that I intended to spend my 50th in another country, preferably on a beach (my birthday is in February).

Lately, each day I ask myself, is what I am doing moving me closer to my goal, or further away. I am of the school that basically there is no such thing as failure. Every action you make produces an outcome – desirable, or undesirable. When the outcome is undesirable, you make a correction and try again. In the Thirty Day Challenge, I did not make a sale at my first attempt. I am looking at what I did wrong, and changing my approach. I am also still on the lookout for other streams of passive income.

If you looked at my life earlier on, you would see that, like a lot of people, I have been basically on autopilot. I get up, go to work, come home, help my kids with homework, go to bed…rinse…repeat…

True Story:

One day, about a month or so ago, I left my house in the morning, and as I locked my front door I noticed on the wall to the left of my door an unusual looking bug. After looking at it for a bit, I got to my car and headed out. Later that evening, I came home (burnt out from work, as usual). I got to my front door, and to my surprise, the bug was still there, pretty much in the same spot. At this point, I thought to myself, “stupid bug, you’ve got like hours left in your lifetime on this planet, and you spend it on the wall by my front door”. I gave it a gentle flick with my finger and it flew away. Then I thought to myself….”What’s your excuse?”

Incidentally, I told my other mentor this story, and she said to me “now you know what it’s like to be a mentor…we give you a gentle push to take action.”

So…What’s your excuse?

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