The Beast

Can I just brag a little? Not a lot, I swear, but maybe a lil bit?

See, Hubby and I started on this new adventure a little while back. We didn’t really know how it would work, or even if it would work, but we decided to give it a go. Couldn’t hurt, right? If we made a few extra bucks, awesome! If not, meh, we’d live. Either way, we’d be using these awesome little bottles to improve our household, so it was a win no matter what.

Well, we’ve been doing pretty well. Very well, actually. In fact, our team hit a huge milestone in April with a nice promotion. That promotion earned us The Beast.

The Beast. 120 little bottles of awesomeness.

The Beast is coveted by those in this business. The Beast is amazing. And The Beast is ours.

I am so proud of what we’ve been able to do with this business in a short time, and I cannot wait to see what else is to come! We have starting dreaming big (more on that later). And I don’t mean “Gee, wouldn’t it be nice if someday we could have/do this dream”. I mean, “In 5 years, we are totally going to be owning/doing X, Y, and Z”!

I’ve never done that before.

We’ve always been very frugal and very paycheck to paycheck. We make every cent count. We rarely splurge on a pizza, let alone a vacation or something to that effect. We budget everything from groceries to haircuts to new shoes. We’ve never been able to dream big because our reality wouldn’t allow it, but we chose our reality and learned to live with it. We decided long ago to make sacrifices so I could be a stay-at-home mom. Our reality isn’t bad by any means. It’s just frugal. It’s cautious. And, if I’m being honest, it’s not always a whole lot of fun.

But now? We have big dreams. BIG. I didn’t believe it when we first started, but now? Believing is what we are doing. Believing, and a lot of hustling, is making this real. Believing is changing our reality, little by little. Believing is big. And what’s even better? I get to help others change their reality, if they choose it. That’s what I am looking forward to most. I cannot wait to see others follow and get the Beast for themselves.

Funny thing? The Beast isn’t the end game. I mean, it’s awesome without a doubt! But it’s just one step in this plan. So, what’s the end game? What are we really working towards?

Freedom. That’s where the believing is leading us. That’s what the hustle is all about.

#lemondropper4life #Si6


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I Belong?… I Belong!

So, there’s this group. It’s a group I don’t talk about here, because I didn’t want to be one of *those* people. It’s a business group. It’s a life group. It’s a group that I’ve been a part of for a relatively short period of time. It’s a group that others feel super strongly about, and I’ve been just…. there. I believe in this group and I think this group is awesome, but I don’t think I really got the group. I didn’t really feel like a part of the group, more like an observer of the group. I knew the secret password to get in to the clubhouse, but not the secret handshake to really belong. And it was not for any reason other than my own stubbornness and putting-offness. (Yep, making up words again.) I didn’t know if I really wanted to be part of the group. The group was big, and I was small. The group was amazing, and I was, well, just kind of hanging out there. I was riding along with the group, but not a true part of the group. I was afraid to really dive in because, well, what if….. What if I don’t belong. What if I don’t succeed?  What if I can’t find my place?

But today, I GOT it. Today, I AM a Lemon Dropper.

It took a video from the heart. A video of people who speak my language, who share my struggles. People, women just like me, who have messes day in and day out. They struggle. They live. And they thrive in this group.

I want to be them.

I AM them.

I just didn’t realize it until today.