In Search of the Lean Six Life

Smarter, not harder. Preferrably A LOT smarter.


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Ode to Self-Help Books

You may be wondering why my blog posts consist of a random mix of self-help / self-improvement / lifehacks and gardening / foraging. No, it’s not a symptom of multiple personality disorder, I promise! (Or is it?)

I am struggling to find (make) time to write. My weekly foraging series (while mostly unread) has created a firm commitment that I will post something, however short, at least once a week. But I have so much more to share.

I keep thinking… just one more technique from one more self-help book, and I will at last discover the ultimate trick to unlock my true gifts and unleash my creativity on the world. I will finally overcome (or embrace) the resistance, and be able to write.

Just as soon as I am done getting things done, papers filed, inbox to zero, boxes checked – then I will finally be have all the time I need to write.

Maybe I can change my life by tidying up, which will help me cultivate an uncluttered mind, and then I will finally be able to write.

You know, I need to manage my budget better, and when I am less concerned about finances, then I will have the spare brain cells to be able to write.

I must exercise, and eat healthy (including cooking meals from scratch), and take all the nutritional supplements because when I am at my peak, physically speaking, my mind will be as well and then I will be able to write.

If I could just lifehack a little more free time into my day, then, well … you know.

If I could only perfect my sleep so I could survive on less thanks to the amazing quality of the sleep I did get, then … sigh.

…are we noticing a theme here?

“Is there any chance that the healing you seek is just another form of resistance?”

–Steven Pressfield, The War of Art

My friend Kristen at The Sojourning Spinner recently suggest that for at least a month I try – get this – rather than spending time on lifehacks to free up time to write, I just (gasp!) write.

It’s a great idea. And I’m going to give it a serious try. But first, I need to find my “Flow Pattern” on the Flow Genome Project so I know I can really maximize those precious few moments to write.

…. oh wait. Oops.


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One Red Cent

I am very annoyed with Barnes and Noble right now.

Almost annoyed enough to use the S-word.

That’s right.  SCAM.

I was sooooooooo excited to find they offered free ebooks from Google Books.   All I wanted was Don Quixote, in English, on my BN eReader on my BlackBerry.  And they had multiple editions (from the 19th century, granted, but good enough) through BN, so I could save it to my BN account, and it would sync wirelessly.  AWEsome!

Or not.  I got suspicious when it started asking for my credit card information.  And my billing address.   Huh?  Come to find out, in small letters at the bottom, that they were going to charge my credit card.  $0.01.  One red cent.

NO.  If you tell me the book is free, then give me the book for free.  If you have to charge me a penny – for transaction fees, or whatever kind of fees – that’s fine, charge me a penny: but don’t tell me the book is free.  Tell me it costs a penny.  Then I’ll pay a penny. 

Otherwise, I’ll just read it online, thankyouverymuch.