“You can pay this online.” “I don’t have my husband’s password.” “Okay, well, the amount due is (amount) and you can pay online if you don’t want to mail it.” “I just told you I don’t have the password.” This excerpted conversation between a credit card company representative and me is, thankfully, the only discussion about a bill that was necessary after my husband’s passing.
Panic was the last thing on my mind when a letter from the Internal Revenue Service (IRS) appeared in my mailbox. When I started my business in 1990, I took a course on organizing my company records so all would be easy to understand if I were audited. I hoped that such teaching would be helpful to open and close whatever case the IRS was
“I can’t figure out why you’re here.” I’ve heard that phrase said to me several times by men who happen to be at networking events I’ve attended during my various transitions. These events aren’t profession based. They’re not specifically for people who design homes or sell insurance. I go to places where people from all walks of life gather to talk about business and personal
Paula and I met at a women’s event. We became good friends. We talked on the phone about lots of topics, and I visited her home several times to meet her family and wind down after a busy week. I was married at the time while Paula was divorced. Her profession was selling beauty supplies to salons, and she was good at it. She did,
You may be in transition now between jobs or perhaps part of a military family that travels every two or three years to another part of the world. You could also be newly single and need additional funds. Such reinvention, brought on by more situations than mentioned here, causes you to ask: What can I do that feeds my soul, keeps me happy, and makes