Last night, I was so upset that I left the house in tears.
I'd just gotten back from two intense back-to-back work trips. I had hours of client work that was overdue. I had found out that our remodel was about to go over budget. And we've been waiting on the results of a hopefully-not-scary medical test.
A few months ago, I got an email from a 26-year old real estate investor. She wanted to buy another property and she was also scared of stretching herself too thin or getting in over her head. She wanted my advice. And at the end of the email, she asked me this:
What do you do when you're scared of failure?
I just spent ten days in Hawaii.
And I learned that in Hawaii, all anyone can talk about is Sea Turtles.
Where are they? Turtle town? Where’s that? How far out? 100 meters?
How big? Oh, I saw bigger over at Makena beach. You shoulda’ been there. It was thick with turtles.
You see one?! Where? Point, show me! Where??? Is that it? I think I see it! No, nevermind that’s just a rock.
