Another day, another new beginning. Not really. It is just another morning where I don’t have much on my mind. Yesterday was a good day. We went to the mall to get the boys some new underwear. They both got new shirts as well, Abby got a new backpack and lunchbox, Lara and I got new hats, and I bought the shirt they didn’t have in my size off the internet when we got home. We also happened to come home to tax bills for our new cars. So, that is fun.
I’ve always said my family’s money that I am trying to manage is smart money. It requires a smart person to manage it, and that isn’t me. If I somehow won the lottery and got $20 million I could manage that, but managing a bunch of assets and investments I feel woefully inadequate.
The big problem or the couple big problems is a lot of poor decisions were made over the last couple years. My father shouldn’t have been making decisions and it should have been me that stopped him. I could never figure out how to do it peacefully. It was just a mess, and now I’m left with all the broken pieces.
I waiver from feeling optimistic about the future to dreadful of the present. We’re in a good position, but it isn’t a secured good position. It is one that requires work and intelligence, and I am lacking in both. Do I have what it takes to be the engine that drives this thing forward? I do not know, but I have no choice.
I cannot say that this holiday weekend has been bad. From beach time, to shopping time with the family, to a pool party. It has all been good and fun, but reality looms. Come Monday it is back to work. Back to reality. And back to trying to turn a good amount of money into a great amount of money to sustain this family for generations to come.
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