In 1975, Keith Jarrett, a world-renowned jazz pianist, was scheduled to play a concert at the Koln Concert Hall in Germany. Unfortunately, the piano he was supposed to play was all wrong. It was too small, sounded tinny, out of tune and the pedals tended to stick. At first, Jarrett refused to play. Who wants to be asked to create something beautiful with a broken
Sometimes Good Things Fall Apart: Starting Over
When I wrote about things falling apart last year, I was talking about my husband being laid off from his $100,000 engineering job. At the time, it seemed like the end of the world and looking back, it really was. For a long time, things just kept getting worse. Phil was laid off from two different jobs in one year; we drained most of our
July Monthly Update: Better late than never edition
Hi everyone, it’s mid-August so it seemed like a great time to post a monthly update for July. Here’s the latest on life update: Business Moving and Shaking: One of my goals for this year was to grow my business income. It was one of those “to do” list deals that sat on a shelf in my mind but never seemed to move past the
Five Things to Do When You’re Out of Work
Courtesy of Free Images/Marco Ojeda Alberta was hit hard by the bottom of the barrel oil prices that rolled out six months ago. Home prices dropped, unemployment spiked and the economy remains sluggish. My husband became one of those unemployment casualties after receiving his walking papers from his oil and gas company job. While this has been challenging for us, we have learned that there’s
My Weird and Wonderful Jobs
I don’t know about you but I love hearing about how other people are making money. Lots of bloggers have published posts about some of their own side hustles and thought I’d share some of my own. For me, my pursuit of passion (and job offers!) have taken me to some surprising places and looking back, I wouldn’t trade a moment of it. While it’s important to
Self-Made Billionaire: Do you have what it takes?
Life Update: Good Things Fall Apart…
I don’t think I’m a terribly spiritual person. I would describe my relationship with organized religion as more of a nodding acquaintanceship than anything else. I don’t go to church and you’ll never find me on a mountain top, bugging the shit out of a Tibetan monk for guidance on my First World Problems. I have this feeling it would go something like this: Yeah,