Life has been busy (read: non-prioritized) so I apologize for my absence. I’ve had a lot of things asking for my attention and I said “yes” to one too many. I’ve written before about being selfish with your time. This is one of those times where a reminder was needed to keep my guard up … More Spite’ll do.
“I don’t wanna. Not really. I mean… I do but, you know… what do I even say?” “They’re going to stop loving me if I tell them.” “How do I bring this up without pissing them off?” “Money just isn’t something we talk about… ever.” “They only said that because I’ve said/done worse to them … More Growing From Difficult Conversations
I promised myself that I was going to start writing more. Promised to myself that I would post to the blog more. I’ve been doing better than I have previously but not quite where I want to be. I was lamenting this to a friend this morning and talking about the difficulty I had of … More Keeping Promises to Yourself
Maybe it’s because today was a rough day at work. It was going great and I was killing it at my new job. Until I had to show my boss the things that I’ve been learning (and I’ve actually been working hard to learn all this new stuff) and what happens? I fuck up a … More Let’s Get Funky! (Perspective, I’m in a funk.)
Titles mean very little at some point. Like, I don’t know, the grave. Obviously King or Queen had it’s heyday. Politicians titles still have some pull here or there but didn’t save some from the guillotine when the time came. Ranks like Captain or Lieutenant can garnish some respect in certain circles but civies don’t … More “Leader” vs. Leader (not about bicycles)
Work through your bulls**t morning and own the day. WOO! Explicit. … More Crushing Your Mornings
Has your last day ever crossed your mind? What if you knew it was tomorrow? What’s the first thing you would do on your last day? Me? I’d probably reach out to as many people as possible who’ve meant something to me and tell them that I love them while eating a huge stack of … More The Last Day…
*WARNING: FINANCIAL BRUTALITY (AND LOTS OF SWEARING) AHEAD* Yep. I said it. As vulgar as vulgar can be. Fuck a million dollars. Fuck a half million dollars. $440,000 annually puts you in the 1%. People put a lot of emphasis on money. They see money as the end game. Is money really your only barometer … More Fuck a $1,000,000…
Twelve. I have twelve self-help books in my bookcase. I know. I think it seems like a lot, too. What should I do? Fucking,… why so many? The introspective answer could be that I thought I was broken and I wasn’t really. Then, I could respond with pessimism and say that I totally still am … More Jerking it to Self-Help books… motivational Youtube videos… or blog posts… etc.
One of my favorite people has these two words tattooed on his arm (Hi, Casey). Another person who I watch regularly and read their books repeated these words over and over again to himself while coming up (You’re the man, Gary). “Do more.” It’s a simple statement but it requires discipline to execute on every … More Do More.