In the interest of immortalizing all the things that are going through my mind (ok most of the things) as I embark on a new opportunity, I’ve set up a new blogsite to keep people informed of the different aspects of the business and also on an emotional level.
But this blog will remain active for my own personal banter. As always. =)
Enjoy!
http://mushroomfarming.wordpress.com
I wanted to start the week on a fruitful note.
So, on Monday (yesterday), I made plans to go climbing. I had the initial intention of starting the day early and climbing in the morning (also to reduce the likelihood of getting played out by the erratic weater), but that intention was thwarted by a friend who was only free in the afternoon.
And so, we arranged to climb at 1pm at Yishun Safra. I left the house at 12noon, and reached the Yishun interchange at 1245pm. He called (just as I stepped off the bus).
“Yishun is closed on Monday for maintenance.”
Then a sideways glance at the all-too-perfect weather for climbing (sunny yet windy).
First annoyance of the day.
And so we decided to take the train from Yishun all the way to another indoor climbing centre at Tanjong Pagar (Climb Adventure). We arrived, walked over, and… lo-and-behold…
IT WAS CLOSED FOR RENOVATION.
Second annoyance of the day.
And it was already 2.30pm.
Wasted day, unfulfilled desires, and a seething inner annoyance.
Monday: Spoilt.
But today is Tuesday and although I haven’t been as productive as I had initally planned for (as always the case), it’s been a much better day.
I used to be a skeptic. What with “get-rich-quick” schemes, “Earn $10,000 a month without lifting so much as a finger”… etc.
I learned about the concept of network marketing through contacts, who invited me to go see a preview of what the entire concept entailed, and how the whole thing worked. That was a number of years ago. I figured, no harm informing myself about the goings-on and so, I went for a few previews by different companies, Aromatherapy, Health supplements, just to name two examples.
The concept interested me, because
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1) Put in hard work (plus have a bit of luck and a lot of contacts), and one would reap the rewards of having a passive income (passive income: getting money flowing in without working, after the initial stages of hard work).
2) Get out of the “time and money” trap, the current phenomenon in society now, in which time is directly exchanged for that monthly salary (“payday”, as people commonly put it).
3) Have time to do all the things that one wanted to do (Travel, buy a car and finance it, donate to charity, etc)
4) Help others while helping oneself (now this may sound all altruistic and utopic but most people don’t really believe it works in the world of business, but I’ve come to believe that it does, and that it really is the only way to move a business forward)
5) Improve one’s social network
6) Many other intangibles
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What I didn’t like about most of the network marketing schemes I saw, was
1) Forking out an initial amount of cash in exchange for the products to be sold
2) Having to maintain a certain monthly amount of products, regardless of personal usage or number of products sold
3) The nature of the products themselves (difficulty of establishing initial credibility of the products)
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But, with time, one gets exposed to more things, and I’ve just found out about a marketing business that’s different from the other forms of network marketing. And it’s piqued my interest, and as I embark on finding out more about it, it’s just heightened my interest even further. I used to hear people say in church that “Sometimes God needs to repeatedly send the same message because we’re so caught up in our everyday lives that we need a push in the right direction, and we fail to hear what the soft voice is telling us” (I interpret this to mean, that in life, I was always looking for an alternate route. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life working 9-6, getting a paycheck at the end of a month, and doing that for, oh, 50 years down the road? Someone told me this: “It’s most fun to work when you don’t have to.” Whole hearted agreement. And so, with repeated exposure to a similar concept, I’ve finally found the one that may actually work for me.)
Now the company selling these products solved many of my initial concerns and has eradicated my reluctance to hop on the bandwagon of network marketing (firstly, it doesn’t work entirely upon the same concept as network marketing in that only the people at the top get the most money, but more of that later).
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1) The initial payment of cash is low ($68, fully refundable if one chooses not to join in the end).
2) No monthly maintenance
3) It would be easier to establish initial credibility of products because of their nature (mainly household consummables such as detergent, shampoo, conditioner etc, makeup, skin care, health products etc.)
and
4) Quality and ease of order and delivery, and lower cost-per-use.
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I was a skeptic, but the concept of this entire thing excited me… No hard selling, just the drive to create awareness among people and give them the free option of deciding what they want to do:
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1) Join the business and continue to create awareness
2) Try out the products and maybe become a loyal user
3) Do nothing at all.
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All are fine. More information when I find out more =)
I am a fussy, hot-tempered, easily annoyed, demanding, materialistic person who wants to do what I want, when I want.
I just am.
I was talking to my part-time Aussie boy yesterday and he told me I was a bad girlfriend. So I told him in jest: “Ok I don’t want to be your part-time girlfriend anymore then.”
His reply: “Why don’t you be my full-time one then? Then I can evaluate better.”
I had to give it to him…I didn’t see that one coming. You get one point (but I already have 1,000,000,000,000 points =p). And hey, I AM a good girlfriend. I drove to the airport (by myself), in the middle of the night, in the pouring rain (think: Singapore flooding days not so long ago), just to pick you up. And I listen to your woes and offer (some) good advice too. But in Your defence, you’re sweet too. And I never need to explain myself.
In order for someone to actually decide that I’m the one for them, I say, the first criteria is, CAN YOU TOLERATE ME? (refer to opening sentence)
But then again, in defence of myself, I am sweet and endearing and immensely funny too. Plus I know how to cast spells. =)
For the most part, you’re wonderful, you pamper me, and you make me laugh (plus you’re becoming nicer to hug, don’t become Too nice though). And I am sometimes bitchy, grumpy, and perhaps sometime in the future will near the brink of intolerable, but hey, For the most part, I’m wonderful too.
=)
So the folks are back with lots of presents for me, and my mum is equipped with numerous recipes from my ‘chef’ brother-in-law. I’ve just tried one of them; organic spaghetti with mackerel, anchovies and onions tossed in olive oil (all organic), and it was delicious. Mouthwateringly good. I ate a big bowl. That was at one pm. And then at 3pm, for some strange reason, I felt hungry again (the worms must have been hard at work) so I ate some M&Ms. Now it is 4.40pm and I feel a little hungry again but I WILL NOT eat so much today because I want to eat a Gelare waffle later this evening (for the uninformed, Tuesday is half price Gelare waffle day), so I will enforce some sort of minimal self control. Plus, my sweet little cat Tom is sleeping on my lap so I can’t bear to disturb him and go get something to eat (I haven’t even gone to the toilet because he looks too cute to disturb).
You know you’re uninspired when you can’t for the life of you think of a witty, interesting, or even apt title for the blog post that is about to ensue, so be prepared for a blog post that is random, disorganized, and flavoured with lots of babel.
The clock be-th of the hour 2 in the afternoon, and I have just eaten some buns from Bread Talk, after a tantalizing Long John Silver’s breakfast in the morning at 815am. So what happened between the hour of 9 in the morning when I returned home and 1 in the afternoon?
I was cleaning up the house. Ok, so I’m exaggerating a little with the timings and I didn’t spend 4 hours cleaning up the house but I did spend at least half of that amount of time clearing things around the house, so, in my mother’s words, “Please clean up the house before I return so I don’t come back home to a pig sty” (yes, she is Mrs Neat and hates my room because things are always out of place), and so, yes, Mum, the house is spick and span. Whether it meets your standards of pristine whiteness… well, that’s to be determined in, oh, 3 days. I even cleared my room (well, sort of. There aren’t any clothes on the floor. [but stay away from the cupboard =P]).
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I told a certain someone that I was going to hire a part time maid next time and he said “Lazy girl, throwing money to a maid. Your house is just big.”
To which I replied,
“But I like big houses.”
The subsequent reply,
“Big house, mini [cooper], 2 carrot [carat].”
(background knowledge on the story of the carats: I told him some time ago when he asked me what I wanted I think it was for Christmas, I told him I wanted a 2 carat diamond. He told me, “2 carats only? (note the Only) Can la” But he just found out yesterday that a 1 carat diamond ring costs between $15 and $20k. haha)
Back to the conversation,
Me: Big house, Mini, 2 carat, you sure you don’t want to think twice?
=P
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Time to get cracking on some work before I go and paint the town red. Boogie Boogie.
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And oh, I thought of a title.
… to the first post of the year two thousand and seven.
A group of us went to Butter Factory at Clarke Quay to countdown to midnight, and danced till about 2am. The roads were all packed but we managed to get there at 1130pm. Dinner was at 530pm so by 10pm we were starving and had nothing to eat. And so…
Last meal of 2006 at 1130pm: A 7-eleven sandwich.
First meal of 2007 at 330am (from the newly opened Caltex station opposite my house): A vegetable bao.
Most recent meal to date: California 2-4-1 pizza. Yum.
And on a completely different note, I would like to say that in life, we sometimes receive pleasant surprises, and I am glad to note that in my 22 years, I’ve received many pleasant surprises. But, I would also like to say that in these few months, I’ve received more than a few pleasant surprises.
Thank you for being my pleasant surprise.
I came across an old message and I thought I would immortalize it here.
“Some joys are better expressed in silence, as a smile holds more meaning than words. I was asked if I enjoyed meeting you in my life…
…I just smiled.”
You’re a sweetheart.
Bev talks. Randomly, meaningfully, [sometimes] insightfully.
