Judging Life, Launching You Work, Medication for the Homeless, Blessed Beyond Measure

"At the end of life, we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made, how many great things we have done. Instead, we will be judged by "I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat, I was naked, and you clothed me. I was homeless, and you took me in."
— Mother Teresa

Tuesday, good morning; let me take your beret and sash; you look very impressive on this cold winter day. Monday said Hi, she was here yesterday, a fine-looking lady with a heart of gold; I like Monday.

Day three of homelessness, I've never been homeless, but I must say it's not bad. I'm in a basement with a fireplace; the home we are staying in is very nice; we were taken in by our neighbors when we got word we would not have a home for a couple of days. The good news, the folks that rented our house, were Bulldog fans; the Dawgs won, I'm happy for them.

I got a message from my friend. He feared he had COVID, so he canceled; I was not fearful; it seems everyone has COVID these days. He was going to test, and we will try to reconnect on Friday. At this point, I suspect if you tested for COVID, you would test positive, just my little brain working on manufacturing facts and logic.

I left here about 9:30, headed up to meet one of my good friends and clients. On my way, I stopped at Starbucks and got a couple of those bacon egg bites (extra done) and a grande pike in a venti cup with coconut milk. I arrived a little early for my lunch, made a call to one of our teammates to see if she was on board to help me convert the flagship TTG office into a co-working space; she was a go!

I had lunch, soup, and salad, and we talked about the world, how it seemed like we were moving towards a 2019 model of freedom and flexibility. We had a nice lunch; then I headed to Beautiful Parker City, Indiana, to begin the conversion. When I entered, I met Grant, a young wealth manager who used our office as a co-working space. I shared with him my plan; we have one office for $250.00 a month, he took it.  

I have seven workspaces that I will charge $150.00 a month and a small office netting of $100.00 a month. All clients use the high-speed internet, scanner, copier, kitchen, and conference room on a scheduled basis. Our teammate Jen will woman this operation; her husband Trey is putting some keypads on the office doors; we will launch You Work on 2/1/2022.

My partner Shu is onboard the idea but wants nothing to do with it sans splitting the profit; I am passionate about this and will get it across the finish line. As I was standing there, Shu handed me $100.00 from the rent he had collected. I left to visit my parents, and he said, "did you get your money? And I said yes, I'm going to give it to Mom and Dad so they can help those brothers in need.

I stopped by my childhood home; Dad was running errands, Mom was there, we sat and caught up, I handed her the $100.00, and she looked puzzled, I said, "it's for those young men you and Dad are helping."  She nodded in affirmation; there was a thought bubble that appeared above her head "we raised him right!" So I said, "give it to them to use on whatever brings them joy." So, as of January 11, 2022, I've given away $300.00 to help others in need, and I'm just getting started! My theme for 2022 is Leadership of Giving, which will be the basis for my next talk.

I listened to San Fransicko again; most believe that housing is the key to homelessness, the author thinks medication and then housing is the key. I think he might be on to something, to live in our world, your head must be straight; maybe the key to our homeless crisis is helping determine the right cocktail of medications one would need and then integrate them back into society?

I'm reading the Seven Spiritual Laws of Success (thanks, Nick), and number four is Karma. You get what you put out into the universe, and I can tell you from personal experience, the most you give, the more you will receive. Something bigger than yourself knows your heart; if you have a passion for helping others, you will be rewarded. Remember, no one ever became poor from giving.

I left my parent's home and headed to our Indy office. My daughter and I had a 3:30; her mom, our operations manager, and Allen were in the office. I picked a spot in the conference room and waited to start our virtual meeting. We got word that our job offer had been accepted; we are beginning the year full-staffed after losing a couple of folks to a competitor; we have upgraded talent, cheers to the great resignation. It, like the pandemic, was a gift and opportunity for our firm. I will continue recruiting top talent across the country and internationally, building our team as we continue to grow.

I got "home" to Rick and Saundra's, and Saundra had made us some homemade chicken and noodle soup; it was delicious; we sat in the kitchen and ate before moving into the living room and turning on the national championship. Then, finally, we got up, and Saundra had packed us both a big lunch in a cooler; thank you, Karma, for allowing these two angels into our lives.

I've got some morning meetings, some clean-up work, and then I'm going to talk my dog on a long walk. Then, I've got a couple of afternoon meetings I'll run from our Indy office. After that, our guests check out this morning, the cleaning crew arrives about noon, we will be back in our CASA by 3:00, and I'm going to cook something special for my wife.

Well, that will put a nail in this coffin of word soup. But, I trust you are well; I hope you are encouraged to do something good for your neighbor or community, be the person you admired when you were a youngster. I'm blessed beyond measure, I don't know why I was given this life of love, joy, and happiness, but I'll take it and constantly thank something bigger than myself for allowing me to be myself since everyone else is taken.

"At the end of life, we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made, how many great things we have done. Instead, we will be judged by "I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat, I was naked, and you clothed me. I was homeless, and you took me in."
— Mother Teresa