Yeah, I said it. The Lawr. If you’ve ever watched or listened to The Secret, you should know exactly what I am talking about. (By the way, I love that book. It really did change my life.)
Regarding said Lawr: a week or so ago I posted on Facebook, “I missed my calling. I should be writing more.” Now, my boss, as neurotic as he is, thought that I meant that I wanted a new job. Okay, really? Yeah – I am an idiot. I will announce to the world that I need a new job, even though my boss is my friend. (insert eye rolling here)
Instead, I assured him, I meant that I wanted to be writing more often. No really. I meant exactly what I said.
And, the magical genius that it is, the Lawr responded to me. And here I am. Writing a blog. And re-writing an entire website for work. And I am loving every minute of it.
I realize that money can’t buy happiness, but it’ll pay for the search.
So it just has to be said: I need a million dollars. Set forth, Lawr. Get on it.