Well holy cheese balls. 2019 is shaping up to be the year of “get my shit together.” I’ve read my fair share of of self help and business books this year, but only a few landed on my favorites list, and only 3 made it to my “I need a friggen hard copy of this book right now” list. This is one of them.
I found this book on random and decided to give it a try on audible, and I am so glad I did. Audible business books tend to be either a hit (like this one) or a miss (hello any book that sounds like it was narrated by the guy from the old Clear Eyes commercials) so I was hesitant to waste my precious monthly credit on a possible dud. I was also weary of the fact that this might be yet another female entrepreneur regurgitating the same crap I’ve heard over and over in a wannabe Girl Wash Your Hair/Face….Armpits manner.
But then I was sucked in. I felt like I was listening to a friend talk over a
glass bottle of wine…red of course.
She intrigued me with the mentions of ASU (go Sun Devils….and Mill Ave).
She hooked me at the mention of Ahwatukee (where I now reside).
She made me think I was a creeper for craving Dutch Bros while listening.
And she got a fan for life with all her realistic advice and epic truth bombs about running a business.
Even though I’ve had my little business for four years, I recently became stuck and was trying to find my voice again. I didn’t know what message I was sending to my potential buyers and was so overwhelmed with my ideas that I didn’t even know what to focus on. Within the first three chapters I knew I had to have a hard copy of this book to fill our the great guides to help people like me find what they are meant to do.
One thing I loved about this book is that it is meant for moms. Momtrepreneurs, to be exact. However, I felt like she could be talking to anyone and she did a great job of reaching those outliers…such as my infertile self! Seriously grab a drink (doesn’t matter the beverage of choice here) and get ready to learn and literally lol.
Side note. I will never be able to go into a Target bathroom again without feeling like I should be checking the ceiling for stuff….