Keeping Hope Alive...

Okay, it's Friday night and I got in at 11PM from doing a job training all day, then going to a Real Estate seminar by Dean Graciosi.  I've been to many of them, so I really just went to listen.


Sometimes it's good to go to an environment where you're going to hear some good, hopeful information about how to change your financial situation....especially when you're in Petersburg, VA.


I couldn't invest, but I wanted to learn what's going on these days in the R. E. investment world.  I bought a Real Estate Correspondence course back in 2007 when I was living in Hollywood, CA.


I made no return on my investment, unless you count what I learned...but I was counting on something more tangible than just information and wisdom, although, I suppose that's valuable, too!


I wanted to buy some rental property, flip or at least "bird dog" for someone, from what I learned.  I was also looking to earn some cash for my time, financial investment and energy that I put out.  Didn't happen.  Anyway, that was then, this is NOW!  I'm in South Chesterfield, VA, aka, Ettrick, and I'm still looking for an opportunity to turn my financial situation around.  


I met a lady who bought the program from Dean and since she's not computer savvy, she wants me to help her navigate the programs she bought. 


I'm thrilled that she needs help from me, because now I can learn and participate in the program she bought into:  investing in Real Estate, Tax Lien Certificates and Real Estate Notes.  She's a very nice lady and I look forward to working with her.  


If you've ever been to those R. E. seminars where they sell you the idea that you can get rich if you know how the rich folk do it, you know how shamelessly expensive the programs can be.  This one was no different, depending on your situation, so I hope and pray that I can help my new friend get ROI.


I bought into these types of programs before:  Donald Trump, Loral Langemeier, Nu Way Real Estate, trying to get an education and make money outside of the conventional "post grad" system.  I'm still not sure if it works, because I haven't actually gotten a property under contract.  Yet.


I expect to see the process all the way through this time--we have 90 days-- even though I don't have a dog in the race, so to speak.  I'm committed to helping my friend utilize the program correctly and within the time constraints so she'll get a significant return on her investment.   We'll start on Monday.  


In the meantime, my last day of training with Vector Marketing is tomorrow from 9AM-4PM.  I need to make appointments with 20 people to show them the product I'm selling, but they need to married, between 30 and 60 years old and homeowners.  I don't know many people here, so I'm at a serious disadvantage.  My "boss" says he's going to show me how to do "virtual demos" so I can show do presentations to my friends who live out of town.  


In the meantime, I'll still try to make appointments with some people here.  I need to practice the presentation to build my confidence, plus I get paid per appointment whether they buy or not.  I just need some people who want to help a sistah out!  Wish me luck.


I'll keep you posted.

Middle Aged and Overcoming BAD Decisions

Being over fifty, single, no kids, unemployed, back at home in a one horse town, living in the house I grew up in because I came home from Hollywood, CA after 16 years, to help with my aging mother and sister who just completed getting a double hip replacement, is one hell of a ghastly combination!

Even if the economy weren't so bad, would my circumstances be much better, considering the BAD choices I made in my life?

I thought I was doing the right things, but lo and behold, here I am in the middle of my life and I'm spending most of my time looking for work in what seems like a deep dark hole on the Internet.

I'm keeping my LDR (long distance relationship) alive with bi-monthly, 5 hour trips on the Megabus and I think I'm suffering from the same ailment that caused my sister to need a double hip replacement.  I don't know for sure, because I don't have health insurance that would enable me to go to a doctor who could properly diagnose me.

What do you do when you have been holding on as long as you can, looking for jobs with benefits, but your considered "too old" for lots of positions.  

Do I go back to college and get another degree?  Getting a doctorate or MBA from one of those online, for profit universities doesn't seem to get the same respect as a 20th century degree got, when you walked and lugged books to class all day.  WTF?

The state of the economy is wreaking havoc on many people's personal lives, especially in the area of HEALTHCARE!   You need healthcare when you're over fifty!

I didn't realize how serious that was until I arrived here!  Getting older is the pits, unless you plan for it carefully...from your twenties.

Take it from me, because I really messed up by not thinking some things all the way through!

In the upcoming blogs, I'll share some painful, BAD decisions I've made in my life so you can learn from them.  Lord knows, I'm not bragging, I just want to help someone else as I go through my pain.

I don't have any kids to pass anything along to (one of my biggest regrets), so I may as well share with the world.  After all, what good is a life filled with lessons, without someone to share those valuable lessons with?

I truly hope that I can help someone else NOT make some of the same mistakes I made.

So come back to get a lesson you can live by, from someone who believed some of the TRUMPED up lies and myths of the world....and didn't know my value, my worth or my power as a woman.

BTW, I will be telling you the painful truth because, at this point in my life, I don't have a lot to lose.

Until next time,

I'm Trumped Up!

Healing From Abortion: What are the REAL ABORTION ISSUES?

Healing From Abortion: What are the REAL ABORTION ISSUES?

Who needs to heal from abortion?  


The woman who aborted her child or children?


The man who had no control over the decision that was made to abort his child or children?


I believe both need to heal...because I still miss my Mother's Day.

I Still Miss My Mother's Day by Karla With a K  I'm pro life now that I know the pain of the other. Why give me a choice, when I don't have a voice and don't know the meaning of being a mother? I still miss my Mother's Day.  Give me a thoughtful man who will accept his responsibility who cares enough to plan; and not just lay down with me.  I pray for a man who will honor and marry me, not fearfully resign and passively support flushing our baby, 'cause I still miss my Mother's Day. Many of us wanted to be mothers, the ones who carried the seed buried deep within, but we gave in To the needs of others was it a whim? To protect the living-- Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, fathers and mothers to be, society? We maintain appearances, don't go past three; the last month to mask the shame deny the blame, erase the name of the child that was meant to be. I still miss my Mother's Day. Not knowing how to challenge the abuse to my soul, so many, many years ago... or yesterday, Still needing to be made whole. Decades from abortion, seem like one minute ago. Back then, how would I know that I'd feel ever empty where life used to be... ever seeking to fill the hole that love did not see. Today, at 50, I'm... Asking, Seeking, Knocking on the door of forgiveness Accepting the key that frees me but still I miss my Mother's Day. Being robbed of my future and my history, robbed of the truth of our plight, later learning that extermination was the plan I had to fight! Yes, I played right into the genocidal "Planned Parenthood"; Supposedly, for my good. Today, I have a voice and can make an informed choice. Abortion ain't no good so be careful in the Planned Parent 'hood, ' cause I still miss my Mother's Day. poem inspired by God, written by Karla With a K, 2008