Are you tired of waiting around for life's catnip?

Are you trying to claw your way up the ladder of success? Is it hard to land on your feet after obstacles throw your life into a tailspin? Wish you had the carefree confidence of your cat? Professional corporate consultant and top industry salesperson Nancy M. West has helped individuals rise above their limiting behaviors to maximize their natural abilities. Padding along in her footsteps, Coco, a snarky little tuxedo cat has followed West through her ups and downs and is ready to share the secret formula for her success, so you can work it like a boss.

What Are You Waiting For?: You Don't Have 9 Lives! is a playful survival guide for anyone who needs a helping paw in adulting. Using key events in West's life, Coco shows you how to trade in your shortcomings and obstacles for natural talents and tasty morsels of possibility. Only after you learn to take control of your own life's story can you unlock the fearless potential of your true self.

When you listen to this book, you'll discover:

• Ways to tap into the Law of Attraction and lead the way to personal growth
• How to recognize, reframe, and recover from emotionally neutering events
• Where to find the fish when the pond looks empty of opportunity
• Poignant perspectives on handling difficult subjects like breakups, coming out, and suicide
• Bullet-point summaries, key takeaways from each chapter, and much, much more!

What Are You Waiting For?: You Don’t Have 9 Lives! is your guide to finding your big cat energy inside the tricky litterbox of life. If you love motivational tales, cat-themed humor, and turning negativity into warm-and-fuzzy beginnings, then you'll love Nancy M. West's endearing yarn.

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CHAPTER THREE

Exploring the Possibilities

As Coco grew into a little cat, she dreamed more and more of climbing trees - jumping from the grass to the bottom limb, stretching her legs, springing, flying, and scrambling up dry, gnarly bark. She saw cats jumping up into trees on TV, and somehow, deep inside her, she just knew how it felt, remembered it in her very bones, the freedom, the thrill. She loved to sit by the living room window, gazing down from the ninth floor at the tops of the trees below. She knew someday she’d get down there, but in the meantime she needed to practice. She had been climbing up on the coffee table, the dining room table (when Mama wasn’t home), and the couch, practicing jumping off - she was getting really good, but she longed to climb, really climb.

One day, after Mama left for work, Coco sauntered into the kitchen, the tile cool on her paws, sat back on her haunches, and scanned the room. She was tired of looking up. She needed a new perspective....