We all have our struggles - I’m very fortunate that mine are usually relatively minor, but sometimes the weight of everything gets me down and I must admit, the past couple of weeks have been tough.
As the end of the year approaches, the workload is piling up to plan things through to the start of 2025, there’s about 2 dozen different pieces of content to be made for one client, 25 events for another client to organise, and about a million other things as well and my own content to make. Each week I make four or five short form videos and podcasts, write this newsletter, and plan and produce a live stream with a dozen moving parts, while also now planning for Christmas, a road trip with my partner and my best friend’s birthday. I had an old friend pass away in the UK, who helped me discover my love of my favourite author, a raging toothache and a number of people constantly asking for favours, attention, time and money.
And don’t get me wrong - I signed up for most of this, I’m not complaining, just venting a little but I have noticed the past few weeks it has made me wonder if I’m making any difference at all.
Two weeks ago just before our Friday live stream, I was told my nephew had been in a major car accident. He was lucky to be alive, he required major surgery to reattach his femur to his hip, it’ll be 6 months of recovery for him ahead, the night I was talking about Simeon and his blanket speed changes being based on reckons, because it had turned out he didn’t provide any evidence to back up his claims that slightly faster speeds would make people more productive and ignored expert evidence it would get people killed.
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