Last week, I had the wonderful pleasure of meeting Glenn Purdy, real estate investing "machine" and all-around nice guy. His Real Estate Workshop was a pretty intensive weekend, containing about forty hours of instruction and motivation, which Glenn covered in only three days. Anyway, he made it easy to want to be in the class for all those hours-- in fact, his energy and excitement were so infectious, I hardly ever felt tired in spite of only sleeping about three hours a night.
Today, however, the after all the excitement had ebbed a bit, life nearly got me. Don't get me wrong, I didn't expect things to be easy, but it really seemed as if the entire universe was consipiring against me -- and it just wouldn't let up, not even long enough to accomplish the simplest of tasks. Even attempting to go out and put gasoline in the car was a roundabout, fruitless, and time-consuming frustration.
So what did I do?
It's simple, really. I pretended that I might actually accomplish something today and just kept doing things that I needed to do. It was a REALLY uncomfortable and disheartening process, which is how I knew that was *exactly* what I should be doing. Would it have been easier to go into full defensive mode and hide? Yup. But where's the excitement in that?
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