I am secretly incredibly lazy.
Whilst working as a waiter during my adolescence, one Head Chef described me as “Doing the minimum account required to get by.
He was bang on. Alas it’s too little stress that plagues my life rather than too much.
Despite this fact the last year was a rather productive one.
I went from the monotonous routine of a 9-5 to quitting my job, launching two companies (down to one at time of writing), blogging daily and running a public speaking group.
Why the change of pace?
Setbacks. Thank god for setbacks.
What setbacks have I had? Less than most. And almost all were caused by my own stupidity.
I’ve failed university exams. Drunk myself into oblivion. Lost large chunks of money gambling. You get the idea…
Whist these were and still are embarrassing, and tough to swallow, I’m grateful for these moments. As they alone have helped me gain real control of my life for the first time in 25 years.
If I had more carefully toed the line, my motivation would have stayed close enough to zero for the change of pace to have never arisen. But I didn’t. Instead I tripped over the line frequently..
But with each of these trips I gained the clarity and energy needed to change my course.
Whilst I haven’t remotely achieved any “Success” by all objective measures, I do finally feel in the driving seat. So cheers to the setbacks.