Plan B

I had a serious, logical talk with my mom, the successful businesswoman last week. I told her about plan B. She liked plan B. She suggested I wait two years until I quit my current job.

Two years? Why two years?

*I am 55 1/2 years old this month. Retire at 57 1/2. Save money to cover total expenses for two years. Then at 59 1/2, I can officially retire.

*Add to retirement fund

*The new board chair will be elected for two years starting this month. Praise God!

My mom is politically plugged in. She told me to have a more open attitude. The former chair was a real estate broker/agent who “helped our agency” purchase a new building for 1.5 million. And “helped” his daughter get a promotion to supervisor. And helped 60 plus people quit from a full-time staff of 130.

She told me to refuse to give up my full-time job. Do I need to change the name of my blog?

How about “Working my ass off at age 55 to make my dreams a reality”?

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Plan B – Building my Private Therapy Practice in 2018

Regroup. Reset. Reboot.

New date of launch 🚀: July, 2018.

1. Complete E-book “Goddess Guide to Habits and Addictions” with my sister by Feb 14.

2. Complete self-esteem workbook by July, 2018.

3. Have my website looking good with links to ebook, workbook, and relaxation video by July, 2018.

4. Save my money for the first year of private practice.

5. Increase my visibility in the community by hosting workshops, doing interviews at local radio stations, and volunteering to talk with churches and local colleges about topics in ebooks.

I will withdraw slowly from my Richmond work site. Use that time to work on the above.

Finding the Right Location in Growing you Therapy Private Practice

Two days ago I was blown away by finding our private practice location was soon to be closed by unforeseen events. It took 24 hours for this info to sink in (Denial). The next emotion was Depression. This lasted a few hours. And then my depression rolled into Anger. All within 48 hours.

I am still in Anger. It is New Year’s Eve. My husband invited his bowling team over to come over before the New Year. I share my frustration.

One of his team mates tells me they are moving and they have space for rent. It is next to her husband’s business. They want someone they can trust to not trash the place. It is in an area that I previously looked for a rental. The perfect location – between two areas that I have been looking that are void of counselors.

I previously had canvassed this area with no luck finding the right location. We shall see. 😆