07/07/2021
Ten years...
This is what you don’t see.
The selling my football card collection to scrape the 500 needed to run cash to my contractor at 11 PM at night.
That time I skipped meals for three days so I would have the six months of reserves in my bank account to close on my first rental property. I made the cut off by 22 dollars with my final paycheck.
The moments I spent in my buddies unfinished basement in the freezing cold so I could save enough money for my first property. I literally put on all my jackets and would blow warm air under the blanket to keep warm to go to sleep. This was six months. S**t got old real quick.
The hundred hour work weeks in 2010-2013.
The thousands of hours on YouTube, Zillow, getting ripped off my so called gurus.
I could go on and on but you get the point.
People will only win as much as their willing to sacrifice and give up their present for their future.
To tell you the truth...I miss those times...As I’m sitting here in the Costa Rican jungle I can’t help but to think that from the outside looking in it looks and feels great. But on the inside looking out, I love the struggle. I love the grit. I love the art of going through the s**t and accomplishing what others choose not to. There’s nothing more fulfilling.
Ten years...When you look back...
Trust me...
You’ll miss those career and life defining moments of sacrifice. I know I do.