In The Beginning..

There was a thawed expression.

My ice aged face softening into transcendental awe.

In the beginning, there was an idea.

Back in Thailand, the whole time I was there, I was inspired.  36 days of non-stop inspiration.  On the last day I learned the importance of action.

To throw down your saturated towel that holds all your restraints, all your inhibitions.  It’s useless here.  It’s purpose of wrapping you up in security and comfort is useless when you realize it’s doing the complete opposite.  It’s not a security blanket, it’s an asylum.  It’s practicing the art of insanity by doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.  The towel is a cloak of confinement.  Hell is paved with good intentions.

“Throw in the towel and fuck it.  Just do it.  Just friggin’ DO it Mel.”

This is my tenth day back after being in Thailand and I’m doing it.  I organized a plan since my last post.

My goal in life is to make money without having to work.  And to also own a house without having to pay for it.

If I take care of my first goal, the second will naturally follow.

I hired a woman to do Reiki on Sundays and since she does administrative work, I told her she’ll have to do my payroll too.

That’s one less job for me.

I moan and groan having to pick up sheets and pay $1 a pound….

My employee yesterday told me her mom will pick up and drop them off folded and smelling nice for $500 a month.

That’s another job I won’t have to worry about.  Not to mention it’ll save me over $200 a month.

I have two therapists working at all times during the week, leaving me just the weekends when I have to be there.  I have to work weekends until my new therapist quits Massage Envy and takes my weekend shifts.

I’m so close to being “by request only” – so close.  I’m so close to making money without having to work AT ALL.

I consulted the I-Ching and asked if I should rent the two empty rooms upstairs.  It told me, quite literally, to not invest in anything big right now because there are dangers in doing so – it literally said that!

So then what?  What do I do if action is needed but I don’t know what I can do differently?  To keep me out of the cloak of confinement?  In other words, how can I make more money without having to invest a ton?

I added four-handed massages to the menu.  Three people are already booked for them.  Later today I’m going to post a job for an independent contractor that will do at-home massage visits for $50 a pop.  The client books online and pays half when they book, then pays the other half later.  When they pay the other half later, that money goes straight in the hands of the independent contractor.  She keeps it.  I won’t ever have to see her, she’ll never have to come to the office.  She simply goes online to the booking software and handles everything.  And since the client has to pay half at the time of booking, there will be no sleazy perverted people because sleazy perv’s don’t like to pay in advance for fear of losing their money if the therapist walks out.  The perfect plan.

Money without having to work.

I’m tripling the amount of Groupons I sell for the months of February and March giving me an added $4000 to invest in my micro-current facial equipment.  The three massage rooms I have now are large enough to accommodate a facial chair so I won’t need to rent the upstairs rooms for that.

My deadline for success is June.  If I’m successful by June, I can buy my motorcycle and take my epic cross-country journey.  I’ll be home by September to possibly take my parents to Italy, depending on if my brother can make it by then.  We’re all going together, but it’s me that has to juice the wheels to make it happen.  By “Juice” I mean money.

The crazy thing is, none of this is unfathomable.  That’s what blows my mind!  I can actually achieve this!

In the meantime, this is the first day I been back where I can actually enjoy my bed.  I was tired.  Epically tired.  But I can’t enjoy it for long since I have to do payroll, go to the office to fax the payroll, and then do taxes.  I have time this week to get started on them now that I have two therapists working at all times.

I’ll post video’s of my trip to Thailand as soon as my taxes are completed.

Right now I’m a ripped up forgotten tarp shooting to become the Ritz.  No different from anybody.

I just gotta unfreeze, unconfined, and follow-thru.  I’ll be “rich” by next year.

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3 responses to “In The Beginning..

  1. Ava

    Hey Easy Rider… rich or not…plan on crashing at my place when you get to AZ. xoxo

  2. pennymatters

    But why should you want to become rich?
    But today I found myself wondering if at all we should be rich, are we in anyway destined to be rich or is it that riches are the treasures reserved for only those who deserve to be? And if so, are we among them? Are our names somewhere in the list, or our faces in the photo? Even if it is in the periphery or the background, we don’t care, so long as we are double-sure that we were caught by the camera, somehow, even if it was by a mistake! One other interesting question, if we are truly among them, do we fit to be there? Should we be there in the first place, or we will only feel too uncomfortable and inadequate after the long run?

    Read full article in my blog here https://pennymatters.wordpress.com/2016/01/14/money-matters-have-you-been-getting-it-wrong/

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