Shane Parrish

Something shifted in that moment.

Someone with real authority had looked at her, a struggling single mother making only a few dollars per day, and believed she could do something extraordinary.

She left Dallas and got to work.

She started studying the current Queen of Sales presentation.

She memorized it until she could deliver it in her sleep.

But memorization wasn't enough.

She needed a system.

So she started writing weekly sales goals and soap on her bathroom mirror.

Every night before bed, she'd update the numbers in the corner.

Shows completed.

Money earned.

Years later, she wrote about what those days looked like.

She said, When I first started supporting my family as a Stanley dealer, I only had room for three things, God, family, and career.

I had no social life.

Every waking hour was geared towards my three children, my work, and my church.

i didn't know what it was like to go to a movie or to have dinner out with a friend my entire day was planned around the children's schedule with military precision i got up at five o'clock so that i could do my housework before they arose then i gave them a good breakfast and got them off to school after they were gone i left too for my first party i'd have another party in the early afternoon and then i would make certain to be home to greet my children when they came home from school

I gave them their dinner and got them ready for bed.

Then at 7 o'clock, I would leave for my evening party.

She was only sleeping five or six hours a night, working from 5 a.m.

until 10 p.m., and seeing her children only in brief windows, and earning maybe $30 a day on a good day, and most days less.