Live Your Best Life as a Virtual Assistant

Starting is easy. 

Starting feels like progress. You buy the program, open the notebook, tell everyone you're doing it. 

For about a week, starting even feels like winning. 

I talk with women every week who are excited about what they've just started.

Ask what they've finished lately, and the co...

Last week Greg and I put an air conditioner in a chicken coop. 

Yes, you read that right. An air conditioner. In a chicken coop. 

Here's how it happened. We bought a new shed to turn into a coop. It's airtight, which sounds like a good thing until you learn that airtight means no ventilation. 

Th...

A few years ago I was exhausted. 

Not the normal kind of tired - the kind deep down inside that you're not sure you'll recover from. 

The kind where you can't remember the last time you did something just because you wanted to.

I wasn't eating well. I was carrying an extra 12 pounds. I was workin...

I was at a conference this week with my coach James Wedmore in Irvine, CA. 

The room was filled with entrepreneurs who are building courses and communities. People at all different stages - some just starting, some years in. 

I gave a talk about how I built The VA Connection and I got a standing o...

In 2019, I went to an industry conference for Virtual Assistants with Greg in San Antonio, Texas. 

1,580 miles as the crow flies from Connecticut. Not a quick trip. 

At the time, my Facebook group had about a hundred members. Mostly friends and family.

I had no course to sell. No program to pitch...

A few weeks ago I wrote about the fear of being seen. 

How I used to make myself small. How I believed struggling made me more relatable. How putting myself out there felt dangerous. 

A lot of you wrote back. You felt it too.

But here's the thing I didn't say: hiding doesn't always look like hidi...

I used to think people wouldn't like me if everything was good. 

Not consciously. But somewhere deep down, I believed that struggling made me a better friend. More human. More real. 

If I said things were going well, I'd feel like I was bragging and it would make the other person feel bad.

So I l...

My whole life I was told I was too much. 

I talked too much. I said things I shouldn't say. I should know better. 

So I learned to be quiet. I learned to make myself small. I held back. 

And when I did get attention, I thought it was because I was doing something wrong.

It never occurred to me t...

Life is choice.

Before my family came to visit this weekend, I asked myself: How do I want to feel when it's over?

Satisfied. Connected. Peaceful. Rested.

Then I made choices that would get me there.

I picked six cups of blueberries and made a pie from scratch. I could have bought one. But the j...

Before I got divorced, I kept waiting for someone to save me. 

I didn't say it out loud. I didn't even really know I was doing it. But somewhere deep down, I believed that something would magically change. 

Someone would step in. I wouldn't have to tear my whole life apart and start over.

My onli...