Getting older I am starting to see that because I have stored so much “STUFF” in my brain I find myself not remembering everything I want to remember. Thank God for the sweet,
tasting, and lovely word Honey. I hate to say this, there are times I have forget my wife’s first name Teresita, and you got it, I called her honey. I think after a couple of honeys she realizes that I am starting to get absent minded to say the least.
          Since I hate the sight of needles, yet alone ever thinking about geting a tatoo, I found three wonderful letters that I find myself repeating some fifty times a day, WFGWFGWFGWFG
WFGWFGWFGWFG and WFG. Are you ready to know why?  They are three of my personal
items that I constantly panicked when I misplace them. They are my Wallet, My Fon, and My Glasses. Since I don’ have a “Clapper for each of these I have to just concentrate and remember where are my WFG’s. There was one time I misplaced my Fon, so I used my wife’s
fon to call my own. Guest were my my fon was, it was in the back pocket of my pants. I don’t think I ever heard my Honey laugh so laud.
           It’s great knowing that I found three letters that has helped me with my every day living,
however I am happily to announce that my wife and I are sale associates for my three favorite
letters, WFG, The World Financial Group. We are learning that you are never too old to take care of your financial foundation, and to be able help others, and we have  seen why engineers, nurses, and even CPA’s want to have a successful business and future with WFG. 
          Lets see, I guest I might find myself needing to say WFGWFGWFGWFGWFGWFGWFG
now 100 times a day. Please call me if you want to know more about my three favorite letters.
Please email at or call me at 630-202-1979.

24 Hours A Day

    I guest I have been so excited about finding my new journey and all, I forgot the one element that makes having to start all over again after losing my job is that I now have 24
hours a day to think about how I am going to use my next day. When I was working for a
whole day to make an eight hour salary. I got up at 5:30 am, took a shower, ate breakfast,
drove an hour and a half to get to the job early. I took a half hour of my own time to fuel my
body(call it lunch) which I was not paid for. Some times I got home at 7:00pm, fueled my
body again(named it dinner) and what did you know, it’s already 8:00pm some 12 and a half
hours when I first woke up to complete my eight hours of WORK. I knew I better get to bed
in a couple of hours so I can start this journey over and over and over again. Some 20 hours
of preparation to make eight hours of salary. There was some reward to all of this I did not
have to go to work for two days in a row, however I was not making any money to buy the food
I needed to stay alive.
    It’s different now that I finally have 24 hours, 24 hours, did I say I have 24 hours to find my
new journey, a journey that could be a long one to travel, or a short one, maybe one I could
stay at home. No traveling, no spending on gas, and no pot-holes. No matter, what I finally
realized that the whole day of my life was my life and nobody else.