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Monday blues or Monday motivation?

I took some time off from posting this weekend just to clear my head.  I did my best to not think about work at all and to just enjoy myself.  It was my boys 31st birthday this weekend so we went out and had some drinks.  I ended up spending way too much at the bar so I’m going to be laying low the next few weekends.

On Saturday I made a big pot of my pasta sauce and this batch was fucking delicious.  Looks like I’ll be eating a lot of pasta this week.

Anyways, I was pretty upset on Friday, and today things started off well.  I closed a deal the second I got into the office and I’m hoping to have a big week.  It’s the last week of the month and I need to finish strong.

Financially things are going to be tight.  I keep looking at my projections over and over again and I don’t know how I’m going to make this work, so I’ve decide to just stop obsessing over that shit.  I need to focus on bringing in business and closing more deals.  This other shit is what’s driving me crazy.

I’m constantly reminded of Winston Churchill’s famous quote;

“Never, never, never, never give up…”

It’s so easy to just throw in the towel and say “fuck this,” but that won’t get you anywhere in life.  You can’t give up on something you are passionate about and something you know can be successful.  You have to keep pressing forward no matter what, and that’s what I’m going to do.

If things take longer then expected, fine.  If I have to get a second job to help with finances until this thing floats itself, fine.  I’ll do whatever I have to fucking do.  I want this shit so fucking bad, and I’ve wanted it since I graduated college 5 years ago.  This is the best opportunity I’ve ever had at making it financially and there is no way I’m going to throw that away.

10 years from now I’ll look back at this and maybe I’ll be rich as hell or poor as fuck, but regardless I’ll crack a smile knowing I gave it all I had.  Imagine the thought of being 50 or 60yrs old and broke and constantly wondering; “what if I just hung in there a little longer, would it have taken off?”  That’s the position I never want to be in.

When I was drinking with my buddy we were talking about life in general, and although I love the kid, at 31 years old he doesn’t seem to have much direction.  It’s a scary thing because at that age I want to have a flourishing business with a shitload of money in the bank.  Financial security and freedom must be an amazing feeling and I honestly can’t wait until I’m there.

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