The day my wife walked out on me

It gives me the heebie-jeebies just thinking about it.

Rewind to the late 1990s and I was living the cliched life of an internet marketing wannabe;

– Deep in debt – Holding down a shitty job – Working for a nightmare boss – Spending every waking hour trying to crack the internet marketing code

It was dire straits (without the guitar solos and pink clouds).

I’d reached the lowest point imaginable when a marketing company tried to sell me on attending their weekend seminar on how to make money in business.

I knew I needed it.

But I also knew I didn’t have the money for it (I was already upto my eyeballs in mortgage, loans and credit card debt).

But this must-have investment was $5000.

Gulp.

I spoke to my wife (then girlfriend) and asked her opinion, she said;

“Don’t do this, we can’t afford it.”

I didn’t have a choice, it was do this or fail and quit forever – destined to live life as a corporate drone for some faceless company.

Screw that.

I bought the $5000 ticket.

When she heard she walked out of our one bed apartment and never came back (for a while).

I regretted the decision until I attended the event.

What I got from that event changed my business and my life forever.

It shot me on a trajectory to millionaire status.

And now my wife says it was one of the best decisions I ever made and she thanks her lucky stars she never talked me out of it.

My point?

Sometimes you have to do what you think is right so you can break through to that next level, so you can leave the humdrum behind and so you can keep your precious dreams alive.

However they react, people will always forgive and forget (especially when they see all the money flowing in from your decision).

And it all starts for you by joining me on this special training where I’ll show you how to make $3k a day online;

http://www.michaelcheney.com/special/

 

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