Hey, what was that! Somebody could have told me that I would need body armor for the game today. It's midweek, midday, and I'm dodging more baseballs in the stands than the players are on the field. Today I hang out with Earl, my frat brother from college, to have a good time and continue the unofficial contest we have with our home based businesses.

It's the Giants versus the Cubs but we don't really care who wins, we just do this ever so often as a way to enjoy the fruits of our labor. Every time we get together we sarcastically thank our bosses for letting us have the day off with pay to basically shoot the breeze all day. We do this to celebrate the fact that we are our own bosses with our own home based businesses in which we call the shots.

As most people are returning from break-time, I'm getting ready to enjoy the game I played as a boy. And I'm still set to make a little under $300 today from my home based business and I won't even turn on my computer today. This is the type of life I worked for, for many, many years.

Foul Ball! I got it! I got it! I thought I had it because I used to play softball for a local team. It's been years since those days- way before I started my home business and I quickly remember that I'm no athlete once the ball hits my knuckles. Hey, maybe this could spark a new idea for promoting a new product.

I started to blame my injury of my home business- claim that if I still had my nose to the grindstone at my old job there would be no ballgames- just work, work, work, then death! Though I'm a little bruised, I was the one who lunged for the ball, so I'm the fool, not my home business. And this pain is nothing compared to the pain of complacency-the pain that comes from being afraid to follow a passion.

Another home run, but I let this one go by without so much as a body lean in that direction. I'm deep in conversation now and I'm on cloud nine bragging about my home based business' two most popular products. My buddy is just as excited about some new marking technique he discovered that doubled his earnings from last year. As two more foul balls barely miss our ducking heads, we both have good news about forging a new partnership with an up and coming marketing company. Low and behold we're talking about the same company that has given us both the opportunity to grow our home businesses exponentially. If my old college chum thinks this deal can work for him, then I know I've made the best decision for the expansion of my company.

The final few lead changes go unnoticed as we unravel the types of splits we've convinced this new company to give us. My old frat brother jumps out first, and looking to win our traditional "Slickest Home Based Business Move Ever" award (which is a beer from the loser), he spouts on about how he got the company to agree to give him seventy-five percent off of every product he sells. But I quickly boast about how I set up a marketing co-op with the company-essentially doubling the advertising dollars I have at my disposal.

Walking towards the parking lot after the game gave me an opportunity to access my progress in my home based business. To be truthful, I started with a lot of passion but not much action. But as soon as I figured out how to follow my words with actions I was well on my way to enjoying finer things. I believe that everyone is destined to do great things you just have to make sure you stay on your path.