Showing posts with label Rebecca Malone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rebecca Malone. Show all posts

Feb 4, 2020

"collect moments, not things."





When she’d sold her condo and then in one frantic week, auctioned off
every possession she owned—every stick of furniture, every pot and pan
and appliance—they’d been certain she’d gone over the edge.
Rebecca had never felt saner.
She owned nothing that didn’t fit in a suitcase. She no longer had any
tax-deferred investments or retirement plans. She’d cashed in her
certificates of deposit, and the home entertainment center she’d thought she
couldn’t live without was now gracing someone else’s home.
It had been more than six weeks since she’d even looked at an adding
machine.
For the first—and perhaps the only—time in her life, she was totally
free.


Impulse




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By StockSnap - 
https://pixabay.com/en/people-woman-travel-adventure-trek-2591874/ archive copy, CC0, 
https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=72553316




Spending Money on Experiences Makes You a Better Person

It can make you more grateful and generous.



You've probably heard about the health benefits of practicing gratitude—how it can boost your mood, help you treat others better, improve physical health, and keep stress and fear at bay. Now, here's a little trick for how to automatically infuse more gratitude into your life: Spend more money on experiences, and less on material objects.






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“Wait.” He held up a hand, wanting to be certain he understood
everything. “You’re telling me that you sold your possessions, all your
possessions?”
She couldn’t remember ever having felt more foolish, and she
straightened her shoulders defensively. “Right down to my coffeepot.”
“Amazing,” he murmured.
“I bought new clothes, new luggage, and flew to London. First-class.
I’d never been on a plane before in my life.”
“You’d never flown, but took your first trip across the Atlantic.”


Impulse






Feb 11, 2016

I Left My Job to Travel the World

Her boss had thought she was suffering from temporary insanity. 

Edwin McDowell of McDowell, Jableki and Kline was never going to understand why a promising young CPA would resign from her position with one of the top accounting firms in Philadelphia. 

She'd made a good salary, she'd enjoyed excellent benefits, and she'd even had a small window in her office.

Friends and associates had wondered if she'd suffered a breakdown. After all, it wasn't normal, and it certainly wasn't Rebecca's style to quit a solid, well-paying job without the promise of a better one.

But she'd given her two weeks' notice, cleared out her desk and had cheerfully walked out into the world of the unemployed.

When she'd sold her condo and then in one frantic week, auctioned off every possession she owned—every stick of furniture, every pot and pan and appliance—they'd been certain she'd gone over the edge.

Rebecca had never felt saner.

She owned nothing that didn't fit in a suitcase.


Impulse


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By Filip Maljkoviฤ‡ from Pancevo, Serbia - Acropolis column, CC BY-SA 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=39962718

—This Is What I Learned


 The Wall Street Journal recently reported that more people are taking a midlife career break and stepping away from normality to discover more about the world—and themselves. 




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She was stronger. She was surer. She was freer. And she'd done it herself.

She could think of nothing she wanted less than to go back into someone else's firm, tallying figures, calculating profit and loss. 

So she wouldn't. Rebecca sank into the chair as the thought struck home.

She wouldn't. She wouldn't go job hunting, carrying her resume, rinsing sweaty palms in the rest room, putting her career and life in someone else's hands again. 

She'd open her own firm. A small one, certainly. Personalized. 
Exclusive, she decided, savoring the word. 

Why not? She had the skill, the experience, and—finally—she had the courage.



Impulse