“Mom, the teacher said that we are making lunches for homeless people. How can people be without a home?” This was the question my 5-year old son asked me as I was rushing around the house at 6:30 am trying to get everyone to put on their clothes/shoes and get in the car. “Well, my love,” I said, while trying to get my crazy ninja two-year old into her leggings, “some people don’t have enough money to buy or rent their own home.” I could see the look of absolute befuddlement wash over his face. “But Mom, why can’t you just print them some money at work?”
Do you ever have that moment where you realize that you are so busy trying to manage career, wifehood, mommyhood and mayyybe a little self-care that you miss the mark on actually explaining to your child what it is that you do all day?! Well, have no fear, I’ve had that moment for you. Multiple times, in fact. It wasn’t too long after this conversation that his teacher told me that when she asked him, “What does your mommy do during the day while you are at school,” he answered, “She donates blood and makes money.” L. O. L.
If this is your first foray into our blog, allow me to formally welcome you. My name is Margo. In my career outside of the home, I am a financial advisor in a fee-only firm who primarily serves women looking to achieve a work-optional lifestyle. But who am I really? I’m a woman married to a hunk of a hubby I met in high school, the mother of a 5 year-old son and 2 year-old daughter, a student, a best friend to the three other ladies you will have the distinct pleasure of meeting in this blog, and a horrible chef/homemaker.
How did I get to this place in my work life? (I ask myself this quite often! Ha!) In all seriousness, I always wanted to be in finance. When I graduated college, however, the job market was just starting to take a turn for the scary, so I jumped on the first offer for a job to make real money, which was as a fundraiser for a hospital in South Florida. After making a few strategic career moves in the nonprofit industry, I was (thankfully) kicking ass at this career and thought perhaps I was wrong about the whole finance dream. Then, one day, I came home from work and my son, who was in preschool at the time, said to me, “Mom, look! At school, we all were asked to draw what our dinner table looks like. Here’s mine! Isn’t it pretty? There’s me. There’s daddy. Do you like it?” Notice who was missing there? Me. It was like getting hit with Thor’s hammer. I wasn’t being true to myself or what was important to me (like being home in time for dinner), and I needed to make a change. Shortly thereafter, I was made an offer I couldn’t refuse to join a stellar financial advisory team in my area, with a completely flexible schedule, and jumped on it with all of the enthusiasm of my 2 year old coloring on a newly painted wall.
So why this blog? I had the distinct pleasure of meeting three amazing young women in high school who are my lifelines. Somehow, we all managed to find totally different career life paths which make for a really awesome group text filled with varying types of expertise and knowledge base. We joke that our “group text” is like an “Ask Us Anything” reality show, where we discuss super personal things, hilarious things, serious things, the meaning of life… Now we’ve decided to share it with you!
I certainly don’t pretend to have all of the answers to life, but if you need financial advice? I’m your gal. Cooking? Nope. Dieting? I can stand with you in solidarity if you are like me and find yourself staring, adoringly, while drooling, into the front of a pizza shop while walking to a meeting. Studying at 10 pm while your family is asleep and questioning all of your life choices and fantasizing about your bed? Without a doubt. Most importantly, though, if you need to laugh with someone who is thoroughly flawed and mostly
failing falling stumbling? forward in this thing we call life but just embracing it, then you’ve found the right place.
So… ask me anything! It can be about finance, my handsome and hardworking hubby, kids, my messy house, why my treadmill is so lonely, or anything that strikes your fancy. Can’t wait!!!!