Yesterday I turned 32. A lot of the people I look up to in this game that I’ve met have told me things like “you’re dripping with potential” That I’m right there. And as I turn 32 that same potential that used to excite me has started to haunt me. Multiple times I’ve thought I was knocking on the door of my big break only to let life block me and let the moment slip away. I’ve dealt with real challenges. But everyone has. That’s life. So I sit here this weekend and wonder… am I ever going to kick the fuckin door down? The problem tho is the whole thought process of kicking the door down sounds like your usual grant cardone type of just work harder, grind, push through type of advice. And at the end of the day I’m already a work hard guy. That’s all I do. My job and my life has made me gritty. People talk about being in the trenches while they sit on their laptop lol. My day job is the actual trenches. Sometimes the only answer there is bein gritty as fuck. It’s gotten me far in “real life” But hard work isn’t what’s going to get me where I want. Finding the bandwidth to be creative is the missing key for me and my situation. Sometimes I have it and sometimes I don’t. Being creative, resourceful, and consistent seem to be all that matters. Something crazy happened last night as I was split testing whiskeys 😅 I came to the conclusion that the door doesn’t need to be kicked down. It’s already open. It’s my job to walk through it. That’s our only job.

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I looooove Thanksgiving! We write 10 things we’re thankful for every year. I love Christmas! I celebrate love and goodwill toward my fellow brothers and sisters! As I get older… I find I want smaller and more intimate. Like we’re gonna do one special gift this year under the tree.🌲 Are you going big this year? Smaller? The same? I was joking with Jeannie (kinda) and told her I wanted one of those big rent-a-bins so we could get rid of fifty-eleven hundred pounds of shittery we don’t use anymore. 😆 Rooting for Ya, Travis

I got a few inches of snow overnight where I live in Michigan. The roads were horrible this morning. With the wind chill it’s 10 degrees and I’m working outside. I worked 12 hours in the cold on Saturday which is supposed to be my time. Most of my guys didn’t show because they were all “out of town” so I worked my ass off. Today I’m back at it… my wife sent me a picture of my boys at home… they’re playing outside since it’s the years first snow day. And here I am. Missing it. I’ve set the date March 20th, 2026 as my last day at a day job. About 130 days from now. Am I certain I’ll have the money saved by then? No. Am I certain I’ll actually leave on that date? My confidence has wavered. I keep coming back to the fact that there’s no certainty in life anyway. Certainty feels real. It isn’t. This job feels certain. But it’s not. I could get hurt tomorrow and be on the shelf. Lay offs can happen. People even die in this line of work too. Nothing is guaranteed. So what am I really afraid of? Taking a chance on myself? It’s harder when I’m the only income for my wife and kids. What if I “fail”? I wouldn’t be able to crawl back to my job and get my spot back. What would I do then? Who knows. you know what else isn’t certain? That my boys will always want to play in the snow with me. That I’ll always have the energy to build a better life. That I’ll get another chance at this. So maybe the real risk isn’t leaving. Maybe the real risk is staying and pretending this is certain. So I’ve got 130 days. I’m taking the steps. Building my way out. Not because I’m certain it’ll work. But because staying isn’t certain either. And at least I’m betting on myself.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​