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Life is no Pony Farm

  • Autorenbild: Francois Petit
    Francois Petit
  • 1. Juli 2020
  • 2 Min. Lesezeit

Aktualisiert: 5. Dez. 2020

03.12.2020 was a day where I hit a very important personal milestone in my wealth building process. It was a Thursday where I felt ok for the first time in a couple days as I have been sick and at the same time had a back nerve killing me, it felt like a dagger sticking under my shoulder blade.

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I got up and wanted to start working on the laptop but first I needed to bring my son over to the Kindergarden. The guy was in our bed and literally lying in his own pee. The bed and pillow was full of urine which is very rare these days but of course it had to happen that morning. If I hate anything it's additinal layers of suck in the morning and this put me into huge stress as I am very sensitive about hygiene. I had to remove everything and spread it out without getting in contact with anything else not even the floor. I installed fans for drying it up as it was too damned cold outside for opening the windows (I was still not very fit from the cold).


The hassle went on

Money can fix many problems but it did not changed one bit of how upset I felt that morning.

As we lost time and were quite late I skipped meals and stuff. He always has his lunch in his bag that my wife prepares for him before she leaves much earlier in the morning. Once outside and on our way I realized that I had forgotten the lunch bag at home...


Back to work

As I was away for 3 days, 2 guys were on holidays and 2 were sick with Covid19 it was a huge mess with tons of backlogs. Once working on my stuff I felt much better than expected and had very high energy, maybe because of all the Adrenaline. But there were mountains of work and I ended the working day with 2.6 over hours. My eyes and head were aching and it felt as if the knife got pushed back under my shoulder blade and also into my neck and lower back. I did not have any food left in the fridge and my wife told me that she will come home later, so I had to order something which took another hour...


Welcome to the double comma club

The next day was not much better , I don't like farewells

The next day was a Friday and I went back to the office to see one of my best friends for the last time as he was leaving for holidays and a week after I would leave the company. I have been sad for weeks and feared this moment but we made the goodbye quick and painless like two warriors. Later that evening I went out with another working friend for drinks and an over prized meal. And even later that night I am writing this text, it's now half past 4 at night...


And I was still not able to finish my newest song


No matter how much money I will have, I know my days will always have too few hours...

 
 
 

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