A Long Overdue Update; Time Management

What a crazy busy period in my life.  I feel like a college kid trying to juggle partying with academics with homework with girls with partying… and then waking up with a hangover, snorting an Adderall and starting all over again.  Of course, and just for clarity, I’m neither drinking nor snorting Adderalls.  Having recently started my real estate career, I haven’t had much time for anything other than real estate lately… Which is good for the career vertical of my quest, however, the other verticals are just slow cooking on a back burner getting very little attention.

So what has transpired in the last little while?  I’m in the elementary phases of learning an entirely new industry, but I am going at it with a vigor and motivation I haven’t had in my work before.  My work week now includes all seven days of my weekly day planner and I find myself talking about real estate to just about everyone I come in contact with.  Hopefully I can refrain from becoming too annoying about it.  Hopefully my friends will let me know if I do become too annoying about it… but, then again, fuck them.  I have to listen to them talk about sports teams I don’t give a shit about on a regular basis, so I feel I can reciprocate by dropping market knowledge on they bitch asses.

I have a few clients thus far; buyers looking for homes or properties who have agreed to let me assist them in their search.  This past week I spent my time showing multiple homes to buyers, searching for new listings, door knocking neighborhoods, hosting open houses, training, working with a productivity coach, and reconnecting with friends either on the phone or over lunch.  I even snuck in a morning hike on Saturday (see featured picture), which I felt very good about.

So, what does this all mean for my quest?  It means it’s time to kick it up a gear… a notch… or whatever else it is that you “kick up.”  There is one necessary change I need to make in order for this “kicking” to become successful: Time Management.  Much, much better time management.  I no longer have the ability to spend multiple hours doing much of anything if it is not scheduled on my calendar.  Hanging out at the gym for two hours, journaling about everything I ponder, or reading a book in the middle of the day are, now, unfortunately, remnants of my recent and less productive past.  I feel like I’m now “on track,” and now that I am, I need to prioritize tasks and time block to get said tasks done as efficiently as possible.  The one thing I haven’t been doing that I need to keep at is the habit of meditation I acquired.  Meditation has all but gone bye-bye for the past month and it is something I need back in my daily routine.  It grounds me, keeps me calm, and removes anxiety.  I, also, haven’t been writing like I had been.  This is all to be expected though, there is just too much to do and learn and not enough time in the day to do and learn it all.

The fix to that is getting up early, knocking out the things I need to do for myself and then taking on the professional tasks that I need to to become successful in my new business.  It’s all very exciting and I can’t wait to continue to share with you my progress and the obstacles I am undoubtedly going to encounter.  In the meanwhile, I am working on correcting course for my quest and getting this life of mine purring like a pussy.  I mean, a cat… a pussy cat.  Damnit.  Alright… Sorry for that.  Anyways, until then…

Cheers 🤙 ,

~Dane

Dealing with Boredom; the Realities of Sobriety

I have been saying how great I am doing with the “one year, no beer” challenge that I have taken on.

“Killing it,” I say.

“Feeling great,” I brag.

I am over 90 days deep and physically feeling pretty fantastic as the alcohol has left my body.  People notice it in my face, I can see it in my skin, I look a little different than I did three months ago.  The truth of the matter is, however, that there is one major side effect of drinking from 15-34 and then just stopping cold turkey. . . boredom.  I am “out-of-my-mind” bored.  I am filling my time with new habits and replacing the time I spent drinking with other more exciting things, sure, but on a regular Tuesday night when I am a little stressed out, I do not have a beer in the fridge to turn to to help dull my senses or make me giggle for a couple hours.  That couple hours of being buzzed, tipsy, or even drunk, seems like a waste of time, and it is, but sometimes it’s a nice release from the realities we face on a day to day basis.

I used to be, or at least thought I was, the life of the party.  The hilarious guy who would say outrageous things and get all my friends laughing hysterically with stupid antics.  Hold-nothing-back type jokes coupled with clown on a stranger’s haircut type rudeness often left me beloved by my peers and hated by the unfortunate targets I came across.  Granted, I was becoming more tame with age regardless of the break I am taking from the bottle, but that guy is gone now and has been replaced by a more serious person who would rather spend time with his dogs than a pub full of drunk strangers.  Sure, I still have some good zingers here and there, but it’s not the same… I’m not the same.  The normally restricted zones that alcohol lets you step into are now roped off.  I find myself often pondering life, meddling through depressive states, writing, reading, running, lifting weights, staying at the gym for hours, and, generally, being boring as fuck.  What has happened to me?!

I turned 34 a week ago.  So, I guess that’s probably what happened to me; age.  Mid-fucking-thirties… Boooo!  Even if I were not taking on this quest of no alcohol and self-improvement, I simply cannot party the way I used to.  Drug infused Saturdays are a thing of the past.  The idea of doing some of the things I did in my twenties not only doesn’t sound like something I want to do, it gives me anxiety just as a thought.  Drinking a fifth of alcohol over the course of a day sounds like a humiliating and terrible experience that will end with me wincing in pain for days after.  Add recreational uppers to the mix and I can feel my kidneys shutting down.  With that said, a couple beers after a long day, the same doesn’t quite ring true.  The opposite does; it sounds wonderful.  I do not really think of it much -although Christmas was a little challenging with my drunken silly siblings- because I feel better than I have in a long while and have committed myself to accomplish a goal.  Committing myself to accomplishing a goal does not make the boredom just disappear, though.  It’s there and it can be hard to deal with.  This is also why it’s easy to get sucked into something like video games or some other unproductive activity that seems harmless but is a huge time suck… because I am bored and seeking the same level of entertainment that was once fueled by ethanol and debauchery.  That’s the reality.  That’s the struggle.  And I will keep doing just fine and persevere through it all, but in the back of my mind I know why I am feeling how I am feeling.

Cheers 🤙 ,

~Dane U.