These posts are a candid look at how the transition from helicopter mechanic to full time Internet marketer has affected my life, my family, my friends, and my spirit.

How It Used to Be:

I used to wake up around 5:30 a.m., rush stealthily around my little 1200 square foot  house to don my Air Force uniform, sneak a kiss goodbye to my still sleeping wife, son and daughter, and slip out the door for the 30 minute commute to the Air Force base, where I would brave the morning cold to work on the icy metal helicopters, breathing nasty jet fumes. I never get to speak to my children in the morning, or my wife.



How It Is Now:

I wake with my wife and children around 8 a.m., pour Amber and myself a cup of coffee as my kids (and my wife who is back in College :>) prepare for the school day. Relaxed conversation across the kitchen table as a wood fire warms the more than slightly larger 3,000 square foot Tudor home we moved in to last year and the local rock stations pulses quietly on the kitchen stereo, all the while knowing my office is just 67 paces away from the solace of the kitchen coffee machine.

I love to chat with my kids and absorb as much of their excitement about the day ahead as I can as I walk them to the bus at the end of our private road. After the bus leaves, I delay my neighbors with idle chat just a little as they all rush off for the 9 to 5 madness I once knew.

Secretly they must wonder what exactly is this “IM” that I do, and surely they wonder why it seems I work so little, golf so much, and seem so much at ease with things in my life. That’s our little secret, huh?

Ron