There are many, many reasons why, at the age of 25 without any previous business experience, I chose to the industry of network marketing. But part of explaining why I originally chose NM is elaborating on why, now 5 years later, I still choose to be a part of this industry.

That is the part of the Why I Chose Network Marketing question that I’m going to address today.

From a personal standpoint, I can answer the question quite well – it’s flexible, it has zero barriers to entry, you will succeed in direct relation to how hard and intelligently you work, and you have the ability to improve the lives of others while doing the same with your own. That’s why I’m still here. Professionally, however, I’ve never been quite able to adequately explain why NM can be so powerful, or why in this day and age it can be such a brilliant business model.

Until now.

Well, I’m actually still not able to explain it. But this guy can. His name is BK Boreyko and he’s the CEO and Founder of Vemma, the company I’m partnered with. Here’s what he has to say about why network marketing – in general, not necessarily only with Vemma – is an intelligent and impactful and opportunistic business model.

In this economy, here is why I follow this man and am building the business with Vemma that I am.

This is the answer to the, “So, in 2011, why have you stayed and why do you continue to build a network marketing business?” question that I receive quite often.

“I describe our business model as Amazon.com meets nutrition. Amazon does 26 billion in business, and they sell stuff that you can buy at Best Buy or Barnes and Noble.”

“The home delivery message resonates with people. Zappos.com sold for 800 million this year. Diapers.com sold for 540 million this year. It’s a business model that is not on trial anymore.”

“Let’s talk about Netflix and Blockbuster. Netflix felt that people would rather go to their computer, click click click, and have it appear in their mailbox, a few days later. Blockbuster didn’t pay any attention to Netflix. Today, they’re bankrupt.”

“Stop thinking like a Blockbuster.
Start thinking like a Netflix.”

“We, in MLM, take a slight twist on that approach. We use word of mouth marketing, the number one most sought-after type of advertising. It’s the number one form of advertising, yet it’s the least compensated.”

“In MLM we take the entire advertising budget and devote it to these people that are marketing our product via worth of mouth. It’s a phenomenal way of business.”

And, finally, he says:

“In this economy, you have to be receptive to looking at new ways of doing business.”

Networking or otherwise, I couldn’t agree more.

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Thank You, and other things

September 8, 2011

It’s been one of those weeks, you know? It’s shorter than usual and busy busy busy.

Fall is always crazy for our Vemma business. People are getting back into the swing of things after kids go back to school, and added on top are several new initiatives from the corporate side of things that have everyone abuzz. Growth is happening.

It is busy. It is gooood. It is busy gooood.

We’re also working on investment property numero dos, which is exciting.

Hubz is down to the final weeks of marathon training, which is exciting.

The canine is loving the cooler weather and is demanding an extra 20 minutes per day of walk time be added to her contract. Her parents are considering a strike.

Before I share the tiny tidbit I want to share, a quick thank you is in order. The Q & A post on quitting my job has received more emails and Twitter messages than any other post I’ve ever written. Thank you for that. Thank you so, so much.

It took me a long time to compile that piece and, while doing so, I doubted whether anyone would find it helpful. You reassured me that you did, and I’m excited and honored that at least a handful of people out there find something worthwhile in my experience.

Anyway, here’s what I wanted to share: I received an email from a friend the other day that listed 12 “Principles for Personal Growth.” Among them was this quote:

“You well never do anything well until you do it many times poorly.”

A strong reminder that it only gets better from here. That we should congratulate ourselves for taking imperfect action far more often than we criticize ourselves for stalling while waiting for perfection. We just have to give it a try. Just…go for it!

Not being perfect is ok. I appreciated the reminder, and thought you might too.

Updates to come soon on the 9/11 anniversary, status of the rental property, and the canine’s new parents!

Ok, I’m just kidding on that last one.

Sort of.

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My Life in iPhone Photos

August 31, 2011

Do you ever go back through the camera roll on your cell phone and amaze yourself at how many odd things you find yourself photographing? I do. And you do, too. Right?

You do, right? Hello?

I’m going to pretend I heard you respond.

According to my iPhone camera, my August went something like this:

IMG_0708I wore a sundress and felt the need to document the occasion with my tongue out. Huh?

IMG_0698Hubz forgot where he left his beer.

IMG_0829The canine slayed me with her beautiful browns.

IMG_0795We went to the lake.

IMG_0790I wore a funny hat.

IMG_0814There were fish in buckets.

IMG_0839Little ones.

IMG_0832And not so little ones.

IMG_0861The canine traveled in style, airing out her feet the entire time.

IMG_0862I think she liked it.

IMG_0864I went on a business road trip, got bored, and took fifty-five photos of my watch.

IMG_0869A girlfriend told me about a yummy new cocktail mixer. I found it!

IMG_0871There was contemplation in hardware store aisles,

IMG_0880first birthday celebrations of goddaughter niece smooshin pies,

IMG_0885and nephews on a fence.

IMG_0897At the Iowa State Fair, upon recommendation demand from my little sister, cheese curds were eaten.

They could have used some ranch.

IMG_0900Hubz and Dad got a little loopy. Curly straws might have been involved.

IMG_0909I had champagne with my pizza. Because I could.

IMG_0915I shopped on a rainy Monday afternoon. Because I could.

IMG_0922I said hello to a beautiful sunrise in Scottsdale, Arizona. Because, well, I could.

IMG_0918Scottsdale gave me a lil BMW!

IMG_0926And somehow convinced me to take a ridiculous and all together completely unnecessary photo of my outfit. I’m sorry, Scottsdale, I…I…I’m not sure what came over me.

IMG_0928I nibbled every chocolate in the box.

You know, to make sure they weren’t poisonous. Or something.

IMG_0931I drank a mocha while sitting against a closed storefront window early on a beautiful Sunday morning, ready to leap up with water and Gu gels for the marathoner-in-training when he jogged by.

IMG_0938I entertained myself at stoplights.

IMG_0945I grilled filets and cobs for two.

IMG_0941And I reminded myself to make sure I don’t miss out on any of the fun.

Gratefully, in that department, I think I’m doing ok.

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Q & A: Quitting Your Job

August 31, 2011

I am frequently asked questions, online and off, about the details surrounding how I quit my job. Before January 2010, when I did it myself, I never realized how many of you amazing folks had similar goals and dreams. Or, I should say that I never realized how many people not only wanted to quit their jobs, but really were willing to learn about their options and actually take action towards making it happen some day. Go, you! Because you guys? You all rock.

Easily, the question I get most often is, “How did you do it?”

When asked, I usually end up answering with something intelligent like, “It’s comprised of, umm…a lot, umm, of stuff.”

To finally answer the question completely and to gather all the details in one place, I’m posting a Question & Answer session on the very subject. I hope that this helps clarify the real details surrounding what it took for me to comfortably quit my day job to do what I loved, and how you can learn to do the same.

This is how it happened for me.

I hope you find it useful when making it happen for yourself.

What business did you build that allowed you to be ok financially with quitting your full-time job?

I built a business with a company called Vemma Nutrition, that pays independent distributors to market their product and build a network of people doing the same thing via a network marketing model. The company is based in Scottsdale, Arizona and I was introduced to it by a good friend of mine, who also happened to be my boss’s wife. I launched the business in July of 2007 alongside my full-time job.

Can I still build a business and eventually quit my job, even if network marketing isn’t a fit for me?

Yes. Yes yes yes yes yes. Networking was what I chose, because it was the best fit for me and my lifestyle and my experience at the time. And it worked brilliantly. Now that I’ve been out of corporate for 18+ months I’m working on not only growing my Vemma business, but generating additional streams of income, too. Eventually, on top of generally advising people how to generate a stream of income in their own unique ways, I’ll be able to specifically teach people how to generate a streams of incomes via network marketing, freelance writing, or real estate investing.

Networking was best for me, and I used it (and continue to) as an amazing vehicle to launch me and Hubz into entirely different levels with our other businesses and our lives.

I wouldn’t be able to be at home, spending time every day writing and blogging if it weren’t for my Vemma business.
I wouldn’t be able to be at home, helping Hubz find and remodel and rent out investment properties with a newly obtained real estate license if it weren’t for my Vemma business.

It was a vehicle for me to get from point A to point B, and I will forever be in debt to the company and its leadership for what it has allowed me to do.

The rest of the answers are general, and I hope you find that they will apply to your situation no matter what unique business you choose to develop.

Why didn’t you quit your job and then launch a business? Wouldn’t that have been easier?

That depends on your definition of easier. For me, I didn’t want to quit my job until I had already successfully built a business that, once I quit, could easily replace the salary I was earning in the corporate world. I was willing to sacrifice my time for a little while when trying to do both more so than I was willing to sacrifice my finances and my lifestyle. This is also the reason that I didn’t quit my full-time job the moment my business earnings equaled, and then surpassed my salary.

I’m young. I have many, many years ahead of me in financial planning and in life. I wasn’t just about to jump off the cliff at the first sign of success. I was going to jump, but I was going to be prepared. I was going to be ahead financially, not just even, I was going to be ready.

And plus, talk about, umm…SCARY. Please don’t quit your job and then launch a business. Please please please. Pretty please.

Well, do it if you must, I suppose. But please don’t mind me watching with my hands over my eyes while you do it. Yikes!

How did you build it around your schedule?

There are many one-word answers that would brilliantly satisfy this question; Prioritization. Sacrifice. Determination. Commitment. Nooks-and-crannies-ness.

I built it around my life, around my full-time job, the best I could. During certain periods, I also built it around planning my wedding and remodeling our personal home. Doing so requires discipline and a determination the likes of which you have never experienced before. You have to be sure, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that a) this is something you want to be doing, and b) that it will be worth it in the end.

I was sure of both.

I knew the vision of what I wanted (read: time freedom) and was willing to do whatever it took in the short term to make that vision come true for the long term.

I made phone calls while driving to and from work in the mornings and the evenings. I scheduled phone appointments during the lunch hour, often skipping lunch to do so. I communicated as many things as I could via text message, so I could respond to something on the way back to my desk from a meeting, or on the way down to the cafe to get coffee. I worked almost every evening for a couple hours, and at least one day every weekend. I all but gave up television, aside from the occasional weekend DVR session. I resigned myself to the fact that the laundry wouldn’t always be done on time and the dishes would sometimes pile up in the sink. I was ok with it. It was a short term thing.

Many days I made a list while laying down to go to sleep the night before of 4 to 5 things that, if I did nothing else, had to be completed the following day. If I completed them, even if life got in the way of everything else, I considered the day a success.

I lived by the 80/20 rule. Nothing was going to be perfect for a little bit, and my life became so much easier and less stressful when I decided that I would be ok with that.

I made sure I had a spouse who was on board before I started. I wasn’t the only one sacrificing.

Long story short: I decided it was going to happen, and I didn’t let any excuse get in my way. Short term sacrifice for long term gain.

No one has extra time just sitting around, hoping to be filled. You have to make it, and that only happens with everything I mentioned above: prioritization, determination, sacrifice, and commitment. And repurposing the formerly wasted nooks and crannies of your day!

What did you struggle with?

I struggled with the continual self-motivation. Over long periods of time, it’s exhausting. I went through a few (very short) burn-outs.

How did you get past those?

Making sure that the burn-out moments only lasted a day. Two at the most.

I also scheduled “times off” where I gave myself permission to not feel guilty about laxing and not working as hard as I usually did. Vacations, occasional weekends with family, etc. They were infrequent, but when they arrived I let myself completely off the hook for a couple days. There was no way to allow the time off to refresh me and recharge my batteries unless I unplugged 1000%.

It worked. It still works. Every time.

Did you have to save to start the business? How did you do that?

Due to the nature of networking, I had no start-up costs. My costs to run the business were limited to about $150 a month in product that I personally consumed and the value of my time.

That’s partly why I choose the business I did, no start-up investment. If I launched another type of business that required up front moola, I would have incorporated that into my plans, and the process would have been the same, just extended a bit to accommodate for that saving time.

Did you work on your business at all while you were at work?

Yes. I’m not going to lie, sometimes I worked on my business while I was at my full-time job. Was that a big reason for my success? No. But it helped, no doubt about it.

I think everyone, to a certain degree, does a little bit of personal work while at their work work. Whether it’s calling your child’s school or making a doctor’s appointment or sending two emails to prospects, it happens.

Most days I would limit my outside work to a few minutes here and there throughout my day. Other days it would be…worse.

I struggled early on with personal guilt over this subject. For a while, I thought I would quit early and get a part-time hourly job somewhere so that I could have more time to build my business and not feel guilty about it. However, after months and months of contemplation, I realized a couple things:

1) Corporate is corporate. Even if you have close, professional relationships with several of the people you work for, it’s still corporate. In the end, the company doesn’t care about you, they care about their business. If they didn’t care about me, I realized, I wasn’t going to care too much about them.

2) If I was doing my job and completing my projects as assigned, I wasn’t going to feel guilty. I shouldn’t feel guilty. My Type A personality raged for a long time that I wasn’t doing my best and wasn’t going above and beyond, but I made the decision to ignore that and drowned that Type A chica in my hard work.

I walked a fine line between doing my job yet not caring one bit about my job. I completed it, but didn’t care about it. I took risks. I realize that not everyone might not be able to be as risky. I had a spouse with a salary just as great as mine, we didn’t have children to support, and we were financially stable. However, even if I wasn’t able to be as risky, I still could have done what I did. I would have adjusted and worked harder and longer after hours than I personally had to.

It still would have worked, just required a bit of extra time.

What did you do at that corporate job again?

I was a software designer for a large healthcare software company based locally in Kansas City. I was a computer geek.

Wait. I still am.

Moving on.

How did you keep your employer from finding out about your outside venture?

I didn’t. Sort of.

I didn’t talk about it directly online, yet I didn’t hide it either. I didn’t openly talk about it at work, either, but if someone happened to ask something specific about it, I wouldn’t lie. I didn’t try to hide it. I did, however, downplay the significance of my business on my life, my finances, and my future plans.

How did they react when you finally resigned?

They were surprised. Not that I resigned, but by the timing of it. As I sat in a conference room, too early on a Friday morning to be considered normal, and slid my resignation letter across the table to my manager, he said, “Yeah, I knew you had plans to do this someday, but, man, I never realized it would happen so soon.”

How did you finally decide to pull the plug?

When it became clear that, financially, it was becoming more and more real that I was earning beyond just a part-time income with my business, we set a bunch of goals. In my journal, I think it was titled something like Annie’s Retirement List. It was the list of items that had to be achieved, completed, or set into place before we could even think about pulling the plug.

The list included things like, the business must be profiting 25% more than your current corporate salary, add however much to our savings account, purchase a new car, purchase a new computer and get it all set up, etc. We tried to come up with any and all big financial hurdles and add them to the list to be completely taken care of before we even set a date for resignation. I drove a beat-up car and we knew that purchasing a new one was in the near future, so we made sure to accomplish that first and get past it financially. The computer I used was my corporate computer, so buying a new laptop, copying all my personal files over, and getting my own home office set-up was a must.

We didn’t want to be stuck with any surprises after I resigned.

We don’t have any revolving debt (read: credit card balances), but if we did, paying ALL of those off would have been on the list. I was already covered under Hubz’s insurance, but if I wasn’t and my employer was providing it for me, taking care of that would have also been added to the list.

In mid December 2009, we were sitting in the living room and I flipped open my notebook to review the list. We realized with a start that all of them had been met, looked at each other from across the room with wide eyes, and then Hubz said, “Well, let’s get past the holidays a couple weeks, then…go for it. Set your date.”

And then I died of happiness. Then I came back to life, threw my arms into the air, exhaled the largest breath I’ve ever taken in my life, and opened up my calendar.

Did you involve any of your co-workers in your business?

Nope. It wasn’t worth it. I was already being risky enough, I didn’t need to add accusations of using co-workers for outside ventures to my list of Things To Feel Guilty About.

Not involving them was just…easier. However, it did make for some interesting conversations once I announced my resignation. Because I didn’t involve them, most had no clue how or what or why I was doing what I was doing. It was a whole other part of me I had to introduce to them. It was interesting. And fun. And interesting.

How did you mentally handle separating your two drastically different “lives” – one by day, one by night?

Very carefully. And with a lot of determination and discipline and lack of emotion.

As I’ve mentioned, I had to care just enough to get my work done, but not care so much that I was bothered by the fact that I was working harder for myself than for my employer. Once I taught myself how to let go the emotion surrounding my full-time job, leaving it behind the moment I stepped out of my cubicle became easy. My mind immediately switched from employer mode to Annie mode, and I was off to the races.

How long did all of this take you?

I decided in the spring of 2005 that I wanted to find something to build that could help me get out of corporate. I was 24 at the time. I worked with two network marketing companies in two years and, despite my hard work, failed miserably. I launched my Vemma business in July 2007, replaced my full-time salary with the profit Vemma was earning me by the end of 2008, and had met all of my goals and resigned by January 2010 at the age of 29.

So, it took me almost 5 years from the first realization that this was what I wanted, and then two and a half years with Vemma, the vehicle that got me there.

What’s your main piece of advice for someone who wants to do what you did?

You have to be determined and committed. You have to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that it will happen. That it’s simply a matter of time. I knew the first day I started work at 22 years old that I wouldn’t be there forever, and it was barely two years later that I realized I was ready to start working towards that goal. I had no idea how it would happen, it just knew that it would. Someday somehow.

That’s the type of mentality you have to have.

You will have setbacks, you will fail, you will do things wrong. The trick to making it happen is that you keep moving forward anyway, regardless of all of that stuff. Let the failures and the mistakes stop you and it will never happen.

I also think that a little bit of faith helps. Faith in whatever you have faith in. A belief that when it’s supposed to happen, it will, and if it’s not time yet, then it’s not time yet.

And that’s all she wrote, folks! What other questions do you have about my story of how I quit my job? What questions may I help with regarding you quitting your job? If that’s your cup of tea, of course.

If you have a question you’d like me to answer, share it in the comments below and I’ll update the post with your question.

Happy job-quitting. Wohooo!

Life is so grand, isn’t it?
AS

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Well isn’t this just a lovely, contemplative book trailer for a Monday morning?

(If you can’t see the video, click here .)

Inspiring. Right?

And lovely. Right?

So let’s grab our TOMS shoes from the closet and add this book to our wishlists. I’ve just added it to mine.

Mmm. There’s nothing like I-was-just-introduced-to-a-new-book smell to really jumpstart your morning.

Right?

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I’ve talked (and talked and talked and talked) about my favorite businessy, non-fiction book.

Businessy. Meaning, a book I’m reading for a purpose. Businessy, not to be confused with non-businessy non-fiction books about the Secret Service or Hurricane Katrina or slow carb diets that I’m reading for no business purpose at all.

Well, unless I decide to start a business tomorrow to consult others on how to eat properly while evading the President’s body guards in the midst of a tropical depression.

For simplicity purposes here, novel = fiction OR non-fiction read for purely entertainment purposes. Cool? Cool.

I talk regularly about my favorite business books, but what about my favorite novels? I ran upstairs a few minutes ago to stand in front of the couple bookshelves that hold our non-businessy reads. The business stuff is down here in the office, while the fluffy stuff is tucked away upstairs in a corner of a spare bedroom.

I stood there, staring at the rows of hardcovers and paperbacks, at everything from Jane Green to Jane Austen, and realized something:

I don’t have a favorite novel.

I know. I know. There must be something wrong with me. Ship me back up and return me for a refund.

Everyone has a favorite novel. Everyone! I mean, don’t they? The realization that I didn’t threw me for a loop. It made me feel inferior and lacking in purpose and a bit crazy.

Well, actually, I always feel a bit crazy, but that’s beside the point.

I can’t deny it, there isn’t a single title that rises to the surface as The Favorite. However, there are certainly dozens of novels that have touched me in a certain way, even if they’re not considered the almighty favorite.

Some like Girl With A Pearl Earring and The Secret Life Of Bees stay with me for hours and days, even months and years after turning their final pages. But they’re not my favorite.

Then there are real-life reads like The Glass Castle that make me shudder to picture eating lard sandwiches while simultaneously reminding me that human beings can overcome obstacles far greater than I have ever had to experience. Or Eat Pray Love, the book that, every time I glance at its cover, gives me a jolt of courage to drop everything and move halfway across the world, simply because I can.

Hmm, nope. Still not The One.

Sometimes novels inspire me, reminding me of the power of someone who stands up for what they believe in regardless of the consequences, like in Midwives, or the struggles and joys and beauty in the transitions of life, like in Prep.

I completed One Day several weeks ago and it is still making me think about how I would define my life had I a one-day-per-year snapshot with which to do it. I love it for that, but I wouldn’t call it my favorite.

There are books that shifted my reading life and fueled the fire for my love of books like the Harry Potter series or anything by Roald Dahl.

Dahl reminds me of sitting in my bedroom as a child with the door closed, trying to keep cool in the summers by blasting the ceiling fan as I nestled into my chocolate brown bean bag chair and read all afternoon. But I wouldn’t say any of his books are my favorite.

What makes something a favorite then?

If it opens my mind to new pieces of our world and our history like Digital Fortress or American Wife or Little Bee or The Help? What if it taught me about relationships like Bel Canto or the inner workings of the minds of others like The Devil In The White City or The Art Of Racing In The Rain?

Does it make it my favorite if I credit it for adding bits and pieces to my faith like The Five People You Meet In Heaven or The Shack or 90 Minutes In Heaven?

And where do classics fit in like The Catcher In The Rye or Where The Red Fern Grows or Roll Of Thunder Hear My Cry? Do I love them because they are classics or are they classics because they are so widely loved?

Surely my favorite would not only be a book that I enjoyed reading from a purely entertainment point of view, but one that also made me think. Right? A book that altered the way I see myself or those around me, or maybe even my part in this world. But what do I do if the book made me think but I didn’t enjoy it at all? Wishful Drinking and The Last American Man and Traveling With Pomegranates all fall into that category. Surely they wouldn’t be my favorite.

Perhaps my favorite novel is still out there, waiting to be discovered. Or maybe I focus so much on squeezing every ounce of useful juice out of the businessy books I read that by the time I get to something I’m reading for fun I’m too far gone to get enough out of it to even allow it to impact me like I expect my future favorite would.

(Run-on sentence alert. Take cover.)

Who knows. What I do know? I do know that I love a lot of books. I love a lot of novels for a lot of different reasons. I love a lot of entertainment non-fiction for a whole host of other different reasons.

Looking at their covers make me smile, flashes a few remnants of their story lines across my eyes, and reminds me how they affected my view of the world in some teeny tiny way.

And that? That’s all a book geek can ask for.

All links are Amazon affiliates. I love Amazon. You love Amazon. You love books. I love books. All is well. Over and out .

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Focus! I need some.

August 24, 2011

So today happened. Err, it is happening. It’s been one of those days where I woke up energized to do big things, to really move the needle, but I’m so motivated that I don’t have a focus.

You know what I mean?
You do know what I mean, right?

(Click here if you can’t see the video.)

See? The video didn’t even make focused sense! Ugh.

So, the question of the day is: how do you find your focus?

How do you force yourself to get to work when there are so many fantastic things you could be working on? How do you pick one when there are such great options?

My brain needs you. It needs you bad.

HELP!

In scatterbrainedness we trust,
Annie

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Thinking Bigger Than Big

August 22, 2011

One of the messages most often heard in personal development is the classic, Think bigger!

Don’t limit yourself to this, think bigger!
Expand your vision for what’s possible, think bigger!
Think bigger think bigger think bigger!

But thinking bigger relies on something; it relies on the fact that you’re not going to change, you’re just going to be bigger. You’re not going to change directions, you’re just going to go faster and stronger in the current direction. Does that make sense?

So the question I want to ask is, when do we need to think beyond big? Should we be thinking beyond big more often?

Like, instead of thinking about budgeting our money to pay off debt, should we be thinking about generating additional streams of income? About building a business part-time? About creating residual income that has legacy potential?

Instead of thinking about cutting out some of our responsibilities to decrease stress, how about considering hiring an assistant or an intern or getting dedicated office space or launching a systemized business?

Instead of thinking about moving to a nicer neighborhood but one still nearby your location of work, what if you determined where to live pretending that work wasn’t an object? Would you want to live in that suburb? What about a farm in the country? Or a downtown condo? Or Paris, France?

Instead of thinking about writing more in your journal, how about contemplating free-lance writing and guest blogging and magazine publications? What about publishing?

When is thinking bigger not big enough?

Let’s challenge ourselves next time to not only step outside of the box but to step away from the box completely. To remove our blinders that we put in place because we’re moving in a certain direction. To open up our peripheral vision. Because if we did that, what could we come up with? What possibilities could emerge?

We might open up the a whole new way of thinking that’s not limited by what we already know.

You know?

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