- It’s not about “finding” the time! It’s about making time for what matters to you. Everyone is busy. (via @chrisguillebeau)!
- I don’t know if you saw this, but we could use some more help at MonkDev. Would you be a good fit?
- I have a little dream tucked away in the back of my mind. It’s called the “Future Farm Lab” and it will be a place for me to collaborate on projects, work, and bring people from all around the globe to take in the Iowa countryside. The Lab will be an independent structure away from the main house. A place to go and experiment and build. It’s on a farm (or at least a big plot of land) because that’s where my family and I want to eventually build our dream home. My latest thought? An underground tunnel connecting the Lab to the main house. Now that would be awesome. Here’s the board for it on Pinterest.
- I’ve been deep-diving into research for a virtual assistant. I’d never thought I’d see the day, really. People with assistants, to me, always seemed a bit pretentious. Harsh, but that’s what I thought. Now? I’m in desperate need of a few extra hands to get some of the granular details of my life in order. Between Monk, CFCC, and personal projects, there’s a lot to be done. Interested in taking on the task? Shoot me a note. I want to make a decision before the end of the week!
- There’s a right way and a wrong way to talk about your projects. Ben Arment does it right: He puts the focus of his project on the people who will benefit from it. The wrong way? Well, let’s just say that when you’re the hero of your own story, you lose.
- If your sense of masculinity is defined by not using Pinterest, you’ve got other issues. Men: This is your permission to start using this awesome social network.
- Really enjoyed using Dripps this last week. Well done, John!
- We’ve got our first week of work down as the MonkDev Des Moines branch Jodi and I have some things cooking that’ll really flip your lid. So thankful!
- I’m locked into a bitter rivalry with an older woman (read: heartless hag) at Starbucks. I normally sit alone at a two-person table, sitting on one chair and putting my things on the other chair. She will, unapologetically, move my stuff on the empty chair and take it for her little bridge group. It’s happened multiple times. I scowl at her every time, I must confess. It doesn’t work. Next stop? Telling her the seat is for my imaginary friend, Terrance.
- Below: Dear Lord, why?
Over to you: What’s the latest and greatest in your world?
Sign up for my newsletter and get a free copy of my ebook, “The Top 10 Mistakes I Made in Social Media.” It’s free!