So often I hear people talk about the winning-the-lottery fantasy. Their eyes glaze over as they begin to make a verbal list of all the things they would do with the money. I must admit it is a delicious thought…
It’s that time of year again. The clock strikes 12 and there is cheering, celebrating, and champagne. The slate is wiped clean and all can begin anew. Promises are made, at this magical midnight hour; we will turn into pumpkins…
Over the past few weeks I have heard several people refer to September as if it’s the start of a new year: “I’m planning on starting in September” or “I’m gearing up for September.” Many things contribute to this feeling…