I want to write more often.
I do. I honestly do. Writing for me is a release. From getting something off my mind, off my chest, or out in the open, writing can help me reduce stress, think something out, or help express something I’m focusing on.
I really want to write more often. I really want to exercise. I really want to do a lot of things. Right now, my limitations on completing my wants are limited by time. There’s only 24 hours in a day… some days I don’t even spend 3 of those sleeping. But this isn’t a pitty post. This is a wake up call.
When Yeni and I started
Dream Day Cakes, we did so out of passion. My wife has some mad skills. She’s amazing at what she does– and she does it very well. This is not my first business, but this is my first one with significant overhead. Running a bakery in Gainesville sure is a lot more work than I had initially expected. It’s more time. A LOT MORE TIME. But, as the Mondoshawans said in The Fifth Element, “Time not important. Only life important.”
As usual, I digress.
Today was a good day. Last night, Yeni and I went to bed at 7:30pm. 7 freaking 30. We did so because we were simply exhausted. We slept for 14 hours and woke up tired. But again, this isn’t a pity party. This is a call to action and today was a good day.
What did I do today? I caught up.
The lawn needed work. Actually it needed work in May. Today it needed major work. It got it. Laundry? Done. Publix? Went there. Grandma? Called her and shot the shit. You can never shoot enough shit with grandma.
But now, it’s time to get back to the business. And business isn’t just the actual business. Business is also my wife. Business is also me.
And today, we make Fred and Yeni time a bigger focus of our business. =)