One Thousand Dollars: Money Ain’t a Thing

The other day I shredded a check for $1,000.00. It did not even phase me. It wasn’t me trying to make some grand gesture… I just found an old uncashed check and I decided to let it go.
The money was never what I wanted. Money means nothing to me. Money is a means to an end. Money is not an issue for me and will never be- no matter how tight things get I will never struggle with money because I hold it in such a place where I am not desperate for it. 
I told my friends that I shredded a check for $1,000.00 and they nearly had a conniption. There was a collective gasp at the table. I am not attached and not dependent on such things. I can make more money. 
I know what it means to be poor so I do not fear it. If I made it out then I can rise above it now. I came from nothing so returning isn’t that big of a deal for me. I have already amassed such great blessings and wealth that I know the power that lies in my hands. The number in my bank account does not detail how truly blessed I am to have lived this life, my life. I make money – that’s what I do. 
I think having this sort of mind set is critical. I may not be traditionally employed but money still flows in. I, in a satirical move, created a GoFundMe page and someone donated. Checks come in the mail. I actually even had my cable company refund me hundreds of dollars. I am going on my 4th month of not paying a cable or internet bill. 
When you hold money lightly and give it room without being greedy or fearful of being in lack and scarcity the universe begins to respond to this space that you create for money to flow in. If you view money with anxiety and always focus on the lack- you will never see abundance. 
If you find yourself without money- never say that you are “broke.” Reframe that and say that you are “temporarily out of cash.” You are wealthy and abundant. You have your health. This situation of a low bank account number is not reflective of your earning potential and the greatness that is in store for you. It is not who you are and it is not who you will be. It’s just a temporary condition that is in transit out of your life. Abundance is on it’s way to you.
I count my many blessings. I have connection. I have a life filled with friends, family and love.

At the end of the day- money is just a piece of paper. A piece of paper that we gave power to and decided was important. Do you want peace and happiness or do you want worry? Pick a side because it truly is that simple to change your mind. 

I can’t be bought. I am beyond a price tag. 
That’s a pretty awesome place to be: PRICELESS.
Shredding that check was a symbol of me choosing myself. I am going to save me. I don’t want someone who can swoop in and write me a check. 
Hey, having uncashed checks lying around is an amazing place to be…
Feeling blessed and abundant! More is most definitely on it’s way to me- and that is a certainty.

Donate to my GoFundMe campaign. View my auctions on eBay.  

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GoFundMe: Make Me Your Sugar Baby!

I learned what the good life is and I never want to go back!!!!
I was thinking about going out on the h*e stroll but something about std’s and touching people or even thinking that I have to talk to strangers makes me break out in hives… yea, the h*e stroll is just a dream for me.
I decided the next best thing is starting a crazy fundraiser. This tiny mad idea that I want to travel and explore places. Fundraisers happen all the time for stupid things, heck money theft and swindling happens all the time too! 
I figured I’d be honest- I don’t want to go back to the rat race- I want to be irresponsible, travel the world, think and type out my witty commentary on how I think you’re a fool for staying in a cube under putrid fluorescent lights! Pay me your hard earned money for me to do what you are too scared to do!

I already pitched this to my friends and they said I was crazy if I thought they would finance my trips and cultural enrichment (let’s show those hussies they were WRONG!!!).

I told my mom she needs to hang back- I’m going to show her how retirement is done! #FUNemployed (Fun fact- Mom & I both retired in the same year- YAY 2014! Thank you so much for your blessings!!!)

Any who, this was written some time ago in a flash of inspiration at 3:03am. Life has a magic way of happening. I thought I’d create the space for the money to flow- in case you find yourself with a few extra coins. I’m too lazy to pimp myself into the sugar baby role. 

GoFundMe!!!!! #FUNemployed!
Every penny makes a difference! Finance the dream! 🙂

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Hate Your Job? How About You CUT THE SH*T!

Things just got real. 

Well darling, I want to talk to you – yes, YOU- you who finds themselves working in a crap job and constantly ask yourself, “why me god? Why do I have to wake up another day, drag myself out of the comfort of my bed to go into a place I hate? My manager may not value me. My coworkers are mostly miserable (maybe even a touch unprofessional). I am doing thankless work. I am not getting paid enough to stay afloat. I feel utterly unfulfilled. I wish I could just quit. Tomorrow, maybe, I’ll work on my resume. I can’t stand it here…”
We are going to play a little game called “Cut the Sh*t!”© 
There is no one coming to save you! (Let that one sink in… then take the jump!!! Click on friends- to your first step to freedom)

There will be no caped superhero who will sweep you off your feet and there will most definitely be no prince charming riding in on a white horse. 

This is it, babe- you’ve only got YOU!!!
YOU– This magnificent being created as a miracle by an all knowing perfect Universe. 
Yours is a great legacy comprised of a lineage of ordinary human beings taking extraordinary steps. 
They were just like us (flesh & blood) and yet they were able to transcend and take courageous action that seems to move them closer to “special” or “extraordinary“.  But they were neither of those things. Life simply had great expectations for them and they rose to the occasion. 
Don’t wait for your circumstances to change. Don’t wait for perfection that never comes. Take accountability for your own actions. Years did not just fly by and you find yourself dropped here innocently- still in the same situation:

Monday– Go to crap job. Team meeting. Baby Jesus help me.
Tuesday– Bills don’t pay themselves…
Wednesday– Is it Friday yet?
Thursday– Sell your soul for a paycheck. Rat race is going strong.
Friday through Sunday- Dread the weekend because Monday always comes too soon.

Rinse & Repeat

All of thisis your doing!!!

You woke up today and chose to go in. On a moment to moment basis – you choose to sit in that chair. You stay put. 
You put in X number of years and think there is nothing outside of your current job and situation. This is just not true. 
You are not “stuck” in a job you hate. You are actively keeping yourself where you are. Stuck is what you are choosing Monday through Friday. 
You’ll keep getting what you’ve got if you stay. 
This present moment is an opportunity to choose differently. Only you are responsible for where you are and where you are going. You have the power. You can change the direction of your journey. 
Cut the Sh*t. © 

This is where you are meant to be, at this crossroad. You will either stay- reliving the same thing or you can forgive yourself. This is a lesson to be learned. Put in the work. Forgive yourself and choose differently. Have no anxiety. You have not fallen behind. You are exactly where you are meant to be – you are working on divine timing. It’s all in your hands… This is your chance, darling, show me what you’re made of!

(Game of Cut the Sh*t© brought to you by the good ol’ Cabrini Days – thank you ladies for making life amazing, staying friends until now and, as the young folk nowadays say – keeping it ONE HUNDRED… )

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The Starbucks Effect: Fully Caffeinated

I suffer from a serious case of chronic exhaustion no matter how many Zzz’s I manage to get. During the weekdays, I find myself, time and again, making the long lines at the local Starbucks. I told myself I would never do this but I’ve become that person. I get a Chai Latte with a shot of Expresso that sets me back $5.66 a day. You read that right… It’s a crazy amount of money for coffee. And to be quite honest- it’s one thing to pay that insane price tag but it is quite another to have to stand in a line that snakes around the entire Starbucks and takes more than 15 minutes out of your morning. That’s just ridiculous on top of stupid. 
I have been asking myself if those early morning cups of coffee are truly worth it. I purchased a snazzy mug and some instant Chai tea. I also own a Keurig coffee maker. Combined, will they make the best Venti Skim Dirty Chai? I don’t know- you see I’ve had the mug and ingredients for more than a week and haven’t tried it yet. 
Hopefully this weekend I can get my sh* together enough so that my Monday morning flows nicely and I can have time to make coffee. It’s so funny how Monday coffee is so dependent on the productivity of this weekend. No pressure or anything. I will say this- you will see me on that crazy Starbucks line come Monday morning if I manage to not get my sh* together. Waking up at 5:00 am is no joke and I am not about to work at a snail’s pace… 
One thing that can go at a snail’s pace- this weekend… 🙂 
Happy Saturday! Savor this bad boy! ::Does a little dance::
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