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My decision to become a motivational speaker continues to rock my world.
Bottom line: I meet the coolest people!
Last Fall, as part of a program called SpeechCraft, several of my Toastmaster friends and I found ourselves at a local company helping a dozen team members strengthen their communication skills and confidence. 401 more words
If I could get that installed at my house, I could better propel myself out the front door of my house.
My jobs in the morning are: let dogs out for a pee; take my pills; get midgets up out of bed (sure, they have alarm clocks, but that doesn’t mean they will heed them, so I’m their backup, their plan B); monitor the progress of the aforementioned midgets, offering solutions to problems such as forms that need to be signed, swimming stuff to find, and a distinct lack of socks all while keeping an eye on the clock; get myself ready for work, the effort of which varies depending on the dirtiness of my hair; feed dogs (because if I feed them as soon as I get out of bed, they wake me up earlier and earlier every day); kiss girl midget good-bye; take dogs for a walk; and go to work. 181 more words
I think it’s time to stir it up a bit. There’s not much to report about things in the world of Re-Volt anyway, so here we go. 638 more words