I’ve called my ambition into question a lot this year.
“Do I REALLY want Financial Zen to blow up? I mean I make a very comfortable living working for myself. I make my own schedule and work with who I want to and I answer to no one except our Financial Zen Members.”
The dose of reality that always precedes that internal dialogue is just how much work lies ahead.
How many new skills I’ll have to acquire.
How much deeper I’ll have to dig.
How many unknowns (both known AND unknown) I’ll face.
And in those moments, coasting through the rest of my career sounds pretty appealing.
It wouldn’t be epic, but it would be good and comfortable and pretty easy.
Those thoughts never last long.
They’re just a safety blanket. A gut check that the worst-case scenario is still pretty good.
Then I get back to work.
I didn’t come this far to just come this far.
