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Max here with another one!

Another post about the trials, tribulations, and jubilation’s on my journey to 20 mill. I gotta say, I haven’t checked in for quite some time, and it has been at least 3 weeks or more since I have written. So lets see if I can piece these last weeks, month, or thoughts together to properly paint the picture that has not only been happening in my head but also in reality of the things around me. Now I can’t say that I will remember all thoughts in exact chronological order, but my goal is to at least put pen to paper (virtually) and give record to how I have moved through the challenges and joys in my life thus far.

So lets begin where I think the point is of where and why I had stopped writing up until this particular point in time. Now if I give it enough thought, I would have to say that in prior posts I had written several times how my worker at the apartment #1 had not been working for me much and left me hanging several times and not informing me that he would not be there to work. It had gotten to the point where I began to feel that I would have to go back to doing the work myself. Not that I can’t do the work myself,….. however, I am really feeling that I should not be “having” to do the work myself. But instead I should only do it because I am wanting to enjoy the job. I’m not even sure if I made that sound in alignment to how I feel. But my basic point about me doing the work again is that I should now be learning how to have positive, like minded people work for me. Sadly I am still not at that point where I have properly figured that system out yet. As a matter of fact, what I did when my worker kept leaving me hanging is that I eventually stopped calling him and asking him when he was going to have time to work for me. (Personal note: There comes a point in everyone’s life where these 2 words ………”FUCK THAT!……… becomes VERY meaningful. And at some point in time when my worker kept leaving me hanging, I picked up the phone to call him and was mentally trying to figure out how to nicely ask him when he was going to work for me again. And some how as I was searching for the words to ask him when he would work for me,  my inner mind jumped in and said…. “Fuck That! It’s time to buckle down and just do it yourself”. I am not going to lie, I dreaded having to go that route about doing it myself.

You see, I had finally just started to have time to enjoy the tiny things, like going to the Masons dinner, skydiving, writing, working on understanding more of my dreams and why, and even working on my garden (which is still not finished btw). But so yeah. It took me at least a couple of weeks to get my mind, myself, my game plan, and my tools together and start at the apartments. It was slow coming and felt like I was moving thru molasses in the winter. 8 to 10 hours of me working alone per day just did not produce much output. One of 2 things was mentally happening for me…. Either 1) I am older now and just don’t have the stamina that I had 2 to 5 years prior, or 2) Having my worker and his helper just made a bit more progress and also allowed me to focus on the bigger picture.

As I think about it, I would have to say that the second option is probably what was really going on, but I wouldn’t totally rule out the first option. I tend to feel that it was also playing a small part in this scenario. When I really try to dive back into my memory. I started doing 30 hour days in real estate as far back at at least 10 years ago. those long hours started when I began building my own house (which also isn’t finished yet, but damnit, with god as my witness, I will finished it somehow and someway. I must find a way to get it completely done within 5 years)

So without my worker to finish the apartment I finally got my faculties together and I started to do the work myself. And the laundry list of things that still needed to get done was still long but not as long as it was 6 months ago. I guess it was just long because I was doing it with only 2 hands. 2 hands that needed to also be doing paper work and other personal things. So this current list just felt uber long. So whenever possible I went to look for my enigma to see if he could put help to the laborious non mental tasks. Sometimes I would find him and sometimes I would not. And you know. The shitty thing about having to get up early just to try and find my enigma is that it literally forced me to get out of bed earlier than I wanted. And I was already going to bed at midnight  or 1 or 2 in the morning. Only to get up at 7 am or 8 am. Which I guess to most is enough sleep, but for me I just don’t sleep well. I can’t get solid sleep. I can’t sleep comfortable enough to where I wake rested. I truly hope to fix this in the near future. I know that my bad sleeping is probably due to my working nights at the club for so many years and now in tandem also having to do labor work on the real estate during the normal daytime business hours. Just super hard. But whatever! I gotta do what ever is needed to move the ball forward.

So I’m up earlier than expected on my days off from the club looking for my enigma and yes it’s shitty. But what happens when you deal with enough shit for a long enough period of time is that you start to learn that shit is exactly what is needed to grow some of the best and strongest roots. Every great gardener knows this. And so thru this shit part of my life, I was getting up earlier and having to re-scramble my schedule. Constantly re- juggling and having to cut some things out just to get other things done and still find a way to not just get something accomplished but to also mentally feel like something got accomplished. Eventually I got my enigma enough times to get some things done at the apartments. I also had him help me with things outside of my house, things that deal with the garden. Man there is just so many things to get done. I must somehow figure how to manage my tasks. And not just manage them, but “master them”. I don’t want to “manage” people. Instead I want to “inspire” people to work for me. Inspire them to “believe” in me. This will take some time, but some how I will get it done.

So oddly enough this is just about the point where God enters. So I have been just getting the feel of getting back to doing the work myself. (still not enjoying it) but starting to see the things needed and also getting up extra early just to go and look for my enigma. And yes still not enjoying that either, But work at the apartments was at least slowly still moving. And I was also cutting out things like Mason’s dinner and other things. Usually it would happen like this….. I would work late and then finally notice that I missed the dinner, or I was working late and wanted to finish the task at hand even though I was going to miss the dinner or something else that I had planned. side note: God I hate missing things that I say I was going to do. Really personally annoying.

So out of the blue my electrician calls…. He too has been AWOL on me. But by this time I have given up on being mad or even fucking caring. And he was actually the one who indirectly helped me to find the worker that was doing the remodeling for me at the apartments. So yeah, my electrician called me. We talked about life and caught up on how each of us were doing. And some how he told me that he quit his job and decided to be one of the few that helped to take care of his mom fulltime. Turns out he quit his job about a month ago. Funny how we can become so selfish about our own personal needs without ever really trying to remember that everyone is human.

Anywho, so he ended up asking me how my worker is doing, and if I have finished the apartment? I told him No and that there are still things that need to be done, but that it is on it’s last leg of completion. He asked if I needed any help. He went on to say that he is working thru his decisions about how to care for his mom and about how much work he should take on (earning money wise). Turns out he wanted to work but needed something that allowed him personal time and also time for his mom, nothing to extremely stressful. Over all something that would fit what his life is going thru now.

Long story short, he is now doing work for me. And at a little less of a cost than my original worker. He is not quite as fast, but that could also be due to the fact that he is doing it alone without a helper. My original worker had a helper. I don’t check on my electrician much and he is not putting in as many hours as my original worker.But to me the main thing is that things still get done. Now of course I would like things to move extremely fast, but I just don’t have that kind of money to buy true experts in each field of this renovation.

Part 2 will be about the emotional side of from no worker to electrican….

Much Love,

Max.