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Today’s intention is:
Go for the job, the trip, the car, or the kiss.
Sometimes, it’s just the right time.
On May 10, 2019, I quit my job as VP of Sales.
It was a Friday.
And on Saturday, I got married.
Three days later, we flew to Bora Bora to snorkel for two weeks. Tracy and I stayed in one of those overwater bungalows.
I remember drinking French wine on the deck listening to Hall & Oats while she slept. The moonlight sparkled on the waves as they crashed against the wooden stilts holding us up.
Some nights I thought about how lucky I was watching that moon.
Others, I thought about how scared I was to go home.
I cashed my last paycheck before I left.
There wasn’t a business plan… no website, no brand, no real clue of what I was going to do.
I just had to try something.
Before leaving my job, I drove away every morning at 630 AM while Tracy and Bernie stayed sleeping.
I wouldn’t come home until 7 at night then go to bed knowing I’d just leave again in the morning.
I hated it so much I promised myself I’d stop doing it.
So I quit.
Almost three years later, I have a website.
I have a brand, some business plans, and know a little bit about what I am doing.
Could I have prepared better? Absolutely.
Could I have waited for a better time? Maybe.
But no amount of planning would’ve really prepared me.
All the ideas, challenges, and triumphs… it’s all stuff I never could have imagined.
Some stuff is too incredible to imagine.
You just trust things will be ok and do what you got to do.
I don’t have everything figured out. And I don’t want to.
But every morning, I kiss Tracy and squeeze Bernie.
Then we walk together while the sun wakes up.
For now, that’s enough for me.
Don’t wait. Start small. Learn as you go.