Oh goodness, I have to laugh! I'm not sure if the universe is giving me signs to stop or what, yes another bout in the hospital, my brother found me on my bedroom floor after 3 days unconscious. 100% totally clear tox screen, hospital again, then back surgery, then a car accident (I wasn't driving) and dad had a heart attack..........I can't make this stuff up! Maybe instead of the book "The perils of Pauline" it should just be: 1) Laura’s Perils, Purpose, and Power, OR 2) The Trials and Triumphs of Laura OR 3) Laura’s Life Unscripted OR 4) Laura’s Story: Still Standing...Quick vote? Somewhere there has to be some money made in this rodeo of Life!!!

What free (hopefully) is the best program out there for writing grants? TY all!

I should've shared this a few weeks ago but have been too busy. A program I joined many months ago just paid out $10 when one of my recruit took out a subscription to one of the services. Now I'm hoping his subscriptions continue for a good few months🤞🏼

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‘Twas a dangerous cliff, as they freely confessed, though to walk near its crest was so pleasant; but over its terrible edge there had slipped a duke and full many a peasant. So the people said something would have to be done, but their projects did not at all tally; some said, “Put a fence round the edge of the cliff." Some, “An ambulance down in the valley.” But the cry for the ambulance carried the day. For it spread through the neighbouring city; A fence may be useful or not, it is true, but each heart became full of pity for those who slipped over the dangerous cliff; And the dwellers in highway and alley gave pounds and gave pence, not to put up a fence. But an ambulance down in the valley. “For the cliff is all right, if you’re careful,” they said. "And if folks even slip and are dropping, it isn’t the slipping that hurts them so much as the shock down below when they’re stopping.” So day after day, as these mishaps occurred, Quick forth would those rescuers sally To pick up the victims who fell off the cliff, with their ambulance down in the valley. Then an old sage remarked: “It’s a marvel to me that people give far more attention to repairing results than to stopping the cause when they’d much better aim at prevention. Let us stop at its source all this mischief, cried he. "Come, neighbours and friends, let us rally; If the cliff we will fence, we might almost dispense with the ambulance down in the valley.” "Oh, he’s a fanatic,” the others rejoined. "Dispense with the ambulance? Never! He’d dispense with all charities, too, if he could. No! No! We’ll support them forever. Aren’t we picking up folks just as fast as they fall? And shall this man dictate to us? Shall he? Why should people of sense stop to put up a fence while the ambulance works in the valley? But the sensible few, who are practical too, will not bear with such nonsense much longer. They believe that prevention is better than a cure. And their party will soon be the stronger. Encourage them then, with your purse, voice, and pen, and while other philanthropists dally, they will scorn all pretence and put up a stout fence on the cliff that hangs over the valley.