Whenever you do an Internet search, you’re dropping clues about yourself that you might prefer to keep private. After all, it’s nobody’s business if…
You may be one of the millions of people who regularly shop on eBay. I’ve done it on occasion, and never had any trouble. Until recently. As a result of that experience, I learned a few lessons that can help you deal with two of the potential problems you might encounter.
Michael Masterson has been encouraging ETR readers to simplify their business lives for years. “If you think it will mean making less money, enjoying less success, maybe even being less effective as a businessperson,” Michael told us, “think again. It’s about having more – not less – of the good things. More productivity. More passion. More meaning, love, friendship, and serenity.”
So there we were – newly married and living in an apartment furnished only by a mattress on the bedroom floor.
We had no money for lights or other decorations – but, hey, it was Christmas Eve! And we were in the middle of the Rocky Mountains (both of us working toward masters degrees at the University of Idaho). “We are surrounded by evergreens – Christmas trees more magnificent than anything you can buy!” we said. “How hard could it be to chop one of them down?”
As I settled into my seat on the first day of Bootcamp, I wasn’t expecting to hear any ideas I wasn’t already familiar with. After all, I edit every issue of Early to Rise – which means I’ve edited articles written by all the experts whose Bootcamp presentations I was about to watch.
Did you ever wonder why supermarkets advertise all those BOGO (buy one, get one) offers? Maybe you don’t care. If you can use two five-pound bags of potatoes or two jumbo packs of chicken legs (common supermarket BOGOs), you go for it. Or maybe you go for it even if you have to give some of that food away… just because it’s such a good deal.
My eighth-grade teacher was a tyrant. Seventh-graders shook in their proverbial boots knowing that they were about to face MISS ZIMMER…
When my children were young, we lived walking distance from the Philadelphia Museum of Art. And we often wandered over to spend an hour or so….