I know you’re wondering about the trash bag. But before we go there we should talk about what got me to that point. I know you’ve compromised in your life. We all do. But all those compromises add up, moment by moment, taking us further and further from our dreams and even our simplest expectations. I was the Queen of Compromise. In my marriage, his dreams came before mine. With my stepchildren, their wishes ruled the day. In my business, I filled my time with less-than-ideal clients. With my finances, I accepted less than I was worth. As I grew more and more distant from my true self, drama in my life reached almost tragic proportions. When I had a decade of experience in my career and began growing in leaps and bounds through independent work in mindset training and facilitation for The Pacific Institute, I made the ultimate compromise. I traded that amazing work environment and experiences for a local JOB (with a capital J) in an effort to save my marriage by being home every night and focusing on marriage counseling. EPIC fail. Enough said.