8.20.2019-3:56pm
There comes a time in every build..when you cant decide if its even worth continuing. You hit some sort of bullshit snag. A fitting that’s nearly impossible to find. A pipe that’s supposed to bend the complete other direction, or worst of all.. youre all out of money.. its funny when that happens, you enter into a trance per say… you sit and stare at that scratch going down the driverside of your rear bumper.. admitting defeat.. kick at the kitty litter you poured on the oil spill earlier.. just staring… wondering “What the actual fuck did I get myself into?” Its at that time when you contemplate.. do I cut my losses. This piece of shit mustang is never gonna run anyway. And then… in a glimpse of what only can be described as fate.. I swear the car fucking talks to you.. and says.. don’t give up on me.. those of you who know.. know. It’s a weird feeling.. so you get the fuck up and pick up a wrench. And on your way to the front of the car.. you caress that scratch on the rear bumper.. and now the only thought going through your mind is… one day, you’re going to be perfect.
If you didnt already notice, this one is written a little differently, its actually now 6:39am on august 30. a full 10 days later.. its dark and rainy today. its absolutely stunning if i do say so myself. i started this blog 10 days ago. the first time ever on a business trip, and i tried to write on the plane. it lasted all of 10 minutes.. and my laptop was dead, ill charge it when i land. that didnt happen either, not until the next day at least. i was so determined to write.. that it never happened. here i am now at my desk trying to put myself in the same state of mind when i began this.
shit gets hard man.. life has a way of pushing you down, some of you may not know the feeling, but those of us who are short sure do.. the feeling when someone taller than you pushes youre head down.. and you do nothing but crumble, it uncomfortable and can be painful. Well thats life, any opportunity it gets its squishes you down. making you fell as if you are nothing. worth nothing. at some point though.. you get tired of it, you decide that you no longer are going to put up with that type of abuse. seems like im getting off track right? E-brake bitch.
mid slide
Business is hard… that time when you almost want to give up. it happens to all of us.. it seems to hard.. or that theres no way forward. over a year ago my brother and i began our project car.. our business.. we started off ambitious, knowing damn well anything was possible, and i cant speak for him, but i know often times.. shit got hard in my head, and i wanted to give up. but i didnt.. id just look at my brother and id say we got this, not knowing how. its the same way i built my car, i know i can do it, but i dont have the first clue how. but this story isnt to focus on the down side here..
on august 20th i went on my very first business trip. you know what i did? i went to vegas and picked up two trucks. yep, what a trip it was. i know what you’re thinking.. i went to vegas and partied, well duh. heres how my days went
8/20-4:00am- im up and shower
4:30am-packing, baby was asleep and didnt pack night before(self-sabatoge)
5:30am- wake up wife, and get ready
7:00am- at the office and get to work
9:00am- in the car headed to texas
12:30pm- get to texas, plane leaves in 2.5hrs. fuck its dfw.
1:00pm- get to airport
3:00pm- plane ascending, trying to write,computer is dead
5:oopm- plane lands in vegas time change -2hrs, waiting on uncle
6:30pm- get to my uncles, i just want to shower
7:00pm- here have this alcohol, and shot.
8:00pm- fuck its already 10pm in my head….
8/21/2019
1:30am- way too drunk, fucking uncle didnt even let us eat before drinks… fuck it.. ill sleep on outdoor patio set…. where the fuck are the bugs?
6:30am- uncle finds us, annouces hes leaving in 15 min. i wake up and get ready. this nigga is always late.
7:45am-leaving his house, headed to his business.
8:15am- meeting his team, and getting good look at running operation, apprecaiting streamlined systems.
9:20am- leaving business headed to jobsite to meet with and brainstorm with team members on the field.
11:00am- arrive to old shop. check out if trucks are worth buying. this shop is fucking tiny… wash trucks, finally freedom!!
1:30pm- we are starving uncle calls, wait 20 for me… why? fuck.
im OVER this. it was hectic… i got a total of maybe 15 hours of sleep between the days of 8/20 and 8/23 worst part… 1200 mile drive back with 2 WORK trucks..
by this time i was exhausted.. but i was so thankful… only 1 year after starting our business journey, i was in vegas buy work trucks to grow my business… i know at some points.. i felt like giving up, but man am i glad i didnt.. the lack of sleep, lack of coordination, but the wealth of vision i gained was intense… i never gave up on my mustang.. and it ran! god damnit did she run. i did eventually sell her, for the sake of a future. Our little project of a business is finally starting to pay off.. the vegas trip was awesome. but i left out an even more important detail…
remember on 8/20 when i woke up my wife at 5:30am? yea she doesnt do that. early mornings are my thing, but damnit baby, we gotta get to texas. thats right.. i took her and my little girl to texas.. no i wasnt there.. but they got to go somewhere newish because of the business trip.. they arrived on 8/20 the plane flew out moments after we arrived to our texas destination. i barely said goodbye.. but i wasnt going back to oklahoma… i left 2 very very important people in my life in texas..
but wait theres more!!
i was supposed to arrive to texas on 8/23 around 8pm. rough guess. the majority of my family was also supposed to arrive to texas on 8/23. and my older brother and i were able to make it happen for them. it cost us like $500 to mobilize 13 people. thats NOTHING!! but my family isnt rich.. never have been. we arrived on 8/24 at 3:36am… but damnit.. my favorite people in the whole world were there.. in texas.. a tiny little getaway for a very big family. we all had our people. and all was right…
kinds crazy im excited about that.. but its because we didnt give up when shit got hard.. didnt get scared when we entered the unknown.. or at least did it anyway.. its because of that.. that damnit… this business ran!! Im looking forward to what this world has to offer.
my favorite quote of all time.. one my older brother has started to believe in..
“You don’t lack resources, you lack resourcefulness.“- I dont care