The other week Barney had an inset day.
I took the day off and we went snowboarding.
Not quite the Rockies…
Still good for the soul.
… And for the mind.
Funny how good ideas always seem to pop into your head at times like these.
Truth is, I’m a big fan of time ‘off.’
… B-U-T this wasn’t always the case.
When Barney was born, I was back in the business and back up the M1 in less than 48 hours.
I’ll be honest, at the time, I thought I was doing the right thing…
After all, I was building a business – and that takes sacrifice.
It was going well (on paper.)
There were customers.
There was money.
Which led me to believe that my family should be pleased with my work ethic.
Yet, coming home that day I found my bags packed and my life upside down…
A stark wake-up call and one that left me facing the cold harsh reality that there is little reward for long hours.
- No medal.
- No status.
- Just martyrdom.
Truth is, and in my experience, once you get past a certain point…
Working harder doesn’t much move the dial anyway.
… At least not like it did when you were starting out.
It’s why 10 years on, I still consider myself lucky to have been kicked out of the house…
… I got this lesson levelled at me early on.
For too many good men, it takes a lifetime.
So my friend, today I’d urge you to understand this:
What got you here won’t get you there.
… And your business can be a palace of freedom or a prison of peril.
The choice is yours.
Make More. Provide More. Be More.