Mr. Ambitious

Mr. Ambitious

Teaser: Mr. Ambitious meets Mr. Brown.

(narrative is a journal format, the journal of Mr. Ambitious)

Waking up early, making a schedule and keeping to it, planning, and being on top of financial responsibilities, are all things that I KNOW about.

If YOU THINK about the truth that implementing these rules will change YOUR LIFE and help you be successful. IS there A reason that you are unable to implement these rules?

No

Why then, do I not abide by these simple rules. I find it interesting that I have knowingly subjected myself to misery.

The story of my morning this morning is a NIGHTMARE.

I awoke at 5:30 am when my eyes opened the thought of doing my fitness routine was rushed out of my mind by the desire to sleep more.

I then hit the snooze button and the chaos that ensued was a drastically uneven war.

Once I was asleep, the sneaky scoundrel in charge of the enemy army begins to defeat me in ways I cannot comprehend in my slumber. For my foe, the war has already begun, but the war had not yet started for me.

As I lay there, asleep, with my mind unable to fight the enemy with-in invades. The idea that the path of least resistance is the preferred course destroys me as I snore.

When the time came, lights and persistent family members could not do the job of convincing me to do anything but the status quo. My early disappointment of hitting the snooze button has lost me my productive day.

My mind and body have already agreed to love the feeling of inertia and procrastination.

When my eyes finally open, I am immediately outraged by the injustice of being awoken by my Fiance. I use my first breathe to scowl and rebuke a loved one.

Almost the instant I am coherent; I am being yelled at by an endless list of "responsibilities" that I have failed to meet.

On the very top of the list of my lady's worries is the late rent for our storefront; the meeting I have with the landlord.

At this point, I am going to be late. There is time to put on my pants and my shirt before I stumble out of our home. My lady finishes putting the toddler in the seat and I drive off.

I was not enjoying my hair or my breath due to the big rush job.

While I drive my soon-to-be wife begins yelling at me so loud that it becomes impossible for me to continue to ignore her. She gets her voice past my defense and I hear her full blast.

"Where is it the other $1,500" is what she had been screaming.

My thoughts go back to much earlier on. Is she crazy? I remembered telling her that I would reduce the $2,400 product order to cover the cost of the storefront rent.

But after an explosive argument, I turned the car around so that my partner could have her way, like always.

In retrospect we really could have skipped the explosive argument, my record was dismal these days, next time it would be best to surrender in advance, instead of arguing with a heavyweight champ.

My thoughts were fixated on time-old advice I had failed to implement during the car ride back home.

When you start a company they tell you it's best to have a financial safety net...

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