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This One’s a Doozy. Read with Caution!

Sometimes I write posts, and when I get to the end, I realize I shouldn’t actually POST what I wrote. This happened yesterday. I never want to sound preachy, which was the result of what I had written. Will I be direct? Yes. Will I be blunt? Yes. But not preachy, and I’d prefer to stay away from putting down other businesses out there (when discussing business). There was no real way to get my point across yesterday without doing this, so I opted to not make it public.

Today, I’m irritated. Not quite RPO, but irritated as hell. And today, I’m about to get direct with you, dear reader.

I wish I could make one of those magic flowcharts that tells you what to do at the end, based on your answers from one step to the next. It would be SO MUCH EASIER to make people understand what they just don’t know. Mine would look something like this:

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The Tipping Point of ‘Situations V Can Handle’

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There is a microscopic point that exists when ‘fine/I can handle it’ crosses over to ‘unacceptable’.

I think I’ve reached it. I think I hit the fulcrum head-on and knocked it all out of alignment, tipping the scale dangerously to the ‘really pissed off‘ side.

Now is the time that I need to throw caution to the wind and just be me. I always am ‘me’, but there are instances where I tone it back, to fit the situation.

However, if I want to get things done, and get them done NOW, I can no longer accommodate others in this manner (because that is what it is). My passion for what I do, who I am, and what I want need to shine, and shine so bright that people cannot help but be drawn to it.

I don’t do this for myself. I do it for my family. For my husband, who works so hard but sees little return or change. For my precious boys, who deserve to grow up with the utmost positive outlook on life. For those out in the world that I can help, because heaven knows they are out there wanting it, and I can provide it.

Maybe a bit for myself as well, though. I can’t lie. I will work 100x harder for myself than I will for a boss, because I see 100% of the return of my effort, not 10%. Not 5%. Not 5.3%, which is what my salary actually is, compared to the income I bring in for my J.O.B. each year. Pardon me, but I’d rather get that 100%, wouldn’t you?

I want pretty things. I want a pretty life. Why is this a bad thing? When did it become fashionable to put down nice things? Is it merely because 95% of the population DOESN’T have those things? So we feel better about ourselves by trashing the things we don’t (and likely will never) have? Well that is ridiculous. I think it is far more fun to actually get the things, and have no problem figuring out how.

I’ll tell you what…I’ve had people disdainfully comment to me–after I’ve asked them what they would do if their yearly income suddenly became their monthly income, and they know what my business is–they have said, “How would that happen? Through ‘shopping’? (Imagine that world dripping with sarcasm and disgust)” My old answer was always, “well, it takes time, I’m setting up for our future, yada yada…”

I have a new answer.

“You are goddamned right.”

Now please, pardon me, as I have some serious work to do with my ‘shopping‘ business. I’ll be busy getting paid to live my life (literally), while you just move through life.

13 Years, 5 Failures, Lots of Lost Dollars All Led to This #RPO

Weight can be a funny thing. I’ve decided I’m throwing out my scale. Well, ok, just not using it any longer, as my husband still uses it. But for me, it is pointless. I’ve only lost like 3 actual pounds, but my body is most definitely different now. I have more muscle forming. I have lost excess stuff around the middle (thanks, pregnancy). I can fit into smaller sizes now. But that scale taunts me. So, I shall kick it to the curb, figuratively speaking.

Anyway, back to our big topic lately…what do you do when you are Really Pissed Off?

If you are like me (heavens help you if so), your mind is continuously processing thousands of ideas per second, racing around trying to figure out what will work, and what won’t.

I’ve found what won’t. Several times. But in the process, I’ve singled out things that will work, and kept a running tally in my head.

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Full Speed Ahead, Next Stop: Creativeville #RPO #PlanB

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How was your weekend? Did you enjoy it? Did you perhaps go somewhere, and really not want to return to work this morning? Welcome to the world of billions.

I’m trying to end that cycle for myself, and anyone else that wants to jump on the train.

I saw this blurb today:

USAtoday.com writes: By 2030, based on the current trend of widening income inequality, close to 85% of all working-age adults in the U.S. will experience bouts of economic insecurity.

I’ve been through my bout, never want to go back. Still climbing out of it, as a matter of fact. Why is it that the majority of people must have a negative experience affect their life before they will create a ‘cushion’ for themselves? Before they realize it is even necessary? Are you one of those people? Are you going through life every day, thinking to yourself, I have a good job, comfortable life, generally have no problems with money (people that live paycheck to paycheck view themselves as comfortable because their paycheck is big enough to cover what they currently want). What happens when you get hurt, can’t work, or even worse, what would happen if you died? If your spouse died? If there was no life insurance? And I’m not talking AFLAC stuff here.  Morbid? Yep. Reality? Oh, yes.

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Then There Was That Time I Helped a Relative #RPO

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People have wondered why I’m so open about my failures. It isn’t because I’m ‘ok’ with FAILING itself. It is because I accept that failure happens, and I learn from it, but I also want to help others learn from it without them actually *having* to fail. Make sense? I’d rather point out my own flaws and mistakes (and really, it took years to reach that point), and have it help someone else out, so they don’t have to experience the disappointment and agony of that same failure.

I believe it also helps those that HAVE failed, so they see that they are not alone! I’m considered successful in my business, though in my mind, I should be oh-so-much-more by now. What I have to realize is that people see what I’m doing, and they are like, wow, that’s awesome! I have to understand that for some, it does not come this ‘easy’ (was so not easy, but I apparently make it look as if it is), and they think that they could never do what I do.

Yes, you can.

My sister and I have failed so many times at our business, oh my word so many times, but what sets us apart is that we have NEVER given up. Have we thought about it? Oh yes. But we didn’t do it. We kept pushing. We are still learning, still growing. I would rather document and be open about our failures, so that others can see that we are NOT getting by easy. We have had the same trials that they have had, but we accept them and move on.

So back to the point in my story that I left off with…

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If At First You Don’t Succeed, Fail, Fail Again!

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Last week, I introduced the concept of RPO. Then I told you all about my first glorious failure at trying to live outside the college/9-5/retire at 65 box. Most people would drop their crazy ideas and say screw it, back to convention I go. And not the good kind of convention, like being with 25,000 people that love what they do, and hardcore training for 3 days in a coliseum. Nope, not that kind.

What was my next folly, you ask? Well, after moving back home, living there for a while, then moving out (long story) into our own apartment, and getting a waitressing job (not a bad gig, if you are at a pricey restaurant…otherwise, sooooo not worth it), I came across some air filter thing. I legitimately do not even recall the name of it. I think I spent $600 on that thing (it did work well, I’ll give it that), but it was an MLM thing (MLM=multi-level marketing, though I like to refer to it as ‘Make Little Money’) that relied on convincing people to spend $600 on an air filter system, of which you earned some of that as profit.

Ask me if I sold any.

While we used the air filter for a while, the company went under after a few months. I discovered this when I tried to find out where to purchase replacement filter screens, and it just no longer existed on the internet, nor via the phone number my papers had. Poof. Gone. This happens to about 200 companies per year that try the MLM route as their sole means of sales. Cheap labor, sure, but how legal is it?

So, after elevating my fiance’s irritation to a CODE:YELLOW, and dropping $600 on something that we used for about 4 months, did I give up hope? Did I concede? I mean, heaven knows that after trying 2 ‘businesses’ and failing, it must not work that way, right? RIGHT?

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My First Attempt to Soothe Being RPO

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Yesterday, I introduced you to RPO. Did you recognize it in yourself? If so, good. Perhaps I awoke something in you that you weren’t sure how to label.

My uphill battle started when I was a sophomore at Northern Illinois University, at the age of 20. I was still the dreaded ‘Undecided’, and had absolutely no desire to go in any particular direction. I was so burnt out from school, from the years of honors classes and ‘special treatment’ because I was smart, that I just did not care to keep going. I had refused to take out loans for school, which at least was smart foresight on my part, judging by the skyrocketing debt of students now. We are still paying off a $10k loan for my husband, from 11 years ago, and he didn’t even finish school. Sad.

When they wanted me to ‘declare myself’, I said no. I said I was done. I still had no direction to head in, and I absolutely would not put myself and my parents into further debt by taking on loans for an aimless path. About the same time, my grandma had fallen ill with breast cancer, and was moving in with my parents. I decided it would be best to move back home and be close to her, and help them with care. My husband (fiance at the time) also dropped out of school (in his third year…looking back, knowing him now, why in the WORLD did he ever decide to do computer science as his major??? Likely because computers were an emerging thing still back then, lots of promise), and we moved in with my parents.

Before all that happened, though, and I was fresh off the realization that I didn’t want to get a degree, and spend my life pursuing one path, I started searching. It was the birth of my RPO energy. I was RPO that I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life, but that I thought I’d have to spend it doing something tedious and not worth my time.

I kept my eye out. College is a good place to ‘stumble’ upon people that are offering young, hopeful people a ‘new’ way. Let’s just be real and say what it is: preying on them.

I actually cannot tell you what I searched for, and how I did it, nor can I tell you who gave me what I ended up starting (for the sake of not being sued, we’ll just call it H___alife). I have absolutely no recollection of agreeing to become a distributor, nor do I really recall how much it cost me (likely $150 or so, at the time, which was like all my waitressing tips for the week). All I remember about it, is that I got a box, with a few bottles of vitamins, a protein shake, a shaker cup, and some ‘business material’.

For the record: I despise swallowing vitamins. So, that was my first problem.

My second problem, besides the contents of that box, is that I had no person that came with the box. No one to show me how to succeed. No one to build my confidence and explain what the products did, why they were good, and what the company was about. Sure, I could go on the website (at the time…definitely not what we would now consider standard for a company website) to ‘learn more’, or buy product materials, but that is not how I operate. Give me a person that has done it, and done it well, and I want them to lay it out for me, step by step, on how to succeed.

I didn’t have that. Was it any surprise that I failed, and failed miserably? I think I tried for about 5 seconds with my first ‘at-home business’. I can’t even say that I sold a single item, or talked to a single friend about it. I wasn’t excited, which would be exactly why I failed. I’m someone that just can’t fake belief in something. If I believe in it, oh, you know it. But if I don’t…well…my failure chance balloons.

There I was, with a box full of stuff, swallowing pills that I hated and didn’t change how I felt one iota, and an irritated fiance, because I’m pretty sure that I just ‘did it’, whether he said yes or not. Moving back to Mom and Dad’s came shortly after, and I pretty much just let my ‘business’ drift away.

Most people would have let that stop them. They would have said, well, guess there really isn’t a ‘different’ way, I’ll just have to go work.

I’m not most people. Tomorrow will show what was next for me. The Turkey Train had left the station, and had only just begun my path of misadventure.

~V