One thing I have come to realize is that in life there exists a lot of opportunities to be on top. In a relationship whether it is a working relationship, a personal relationship, a spiritual relationship, a professional relationship, or a romantic relationship. By nature most people seem to be very competitive these days. I really think all these reality television shows have ruined America making wanting to be competitive and the drive to be on top to run rampant.
The one quote which comes to mind is the infamous the bigger they are the harder they fall. I remember my glory days in real estate. It was between the years of 2005 and 2008. Things were going really well for me. I was making a lot of money and spending a lot of money too. I had advertising costs, all types of costs and expenses to the maximum.
The irony of some situations sometimes seem surreal. The bulk of my business was from distressed property sales. I was elated when I started receiving the homes in the $300K plus dollar range. They most often meant a bigger commission. I remember at times I was receiving 44 inquiries a month I could not handle. My phone was ringing so much at times I literally wanted to throw it out the window of my car as I drove down the highway.
I worked from sun up until sun down and beyond. I recall putting in many 21 hour days. I was keeping it together by paying for cleaning services. I was keeping my laundry up by utilizing the services of the cleaners to do my clothes. I was keeping my hair up by utilizing the services of beauty salon at the mall that I could go to on Sundays and later in the evening into the nights if I went during the week.
I was too busy for myself to keep up with myself and it eventually won the best of me. One valuable lesson I learned from it all was to pace myself. I was getting older and my mind was still sharp and very competitive. I felt like my soul crashed when everything came to a head.
Later I realized I had too many stressful issues going on all at the same time. My father passed, my son was incarcerated, my mother was terminally ill, and I wasn't keeping a good work/life balance at all and as I was trying to fix it dang it I got sick.
I had goals and objectives in mind and it seemed like everything around me was tumbling down. Thankfully at the time money was not one of my issues. As time progressed it became an issue. A couple of years later I found myself entering the work-a-day world. It seemed because of all I had on my plate it didn't looking appetizing to the powers that be and I was blacklisted.
I struggled and tried hold steadfast in hopes that someone would realize I was working as hard as I ever did and give me a fighting chance. The older I get it seems the fewer the chances seem to be. The 50 and over crowd seems to not be in high demand when it comes to employment opportunities.
Then I wonder is it punishment for all the opportunities I forfeited. I have been presented with some wonderful opportunities in my life where if I had stuck it out I may have had my chance at the top. It seems when turbulence presented itself because I was black or because I was a woman or just because someone found in their heart not to like me I took the position to move on. Heck my parents fought for equal rights and I wasn't about to reignite the fight. Because of their struggles I knew there were places to work that I didn't have to tolerate being treated any kind of way or anything I didn't feel comfortable with. If there was a cause that needed a fight I didn't have the time to fight it because I wanted to be somewhere there was a straight arrow to the top.
Age has made me realize that is just totally unrealistic. Even in personal and/or romantic relationships that doesn't happen. You can look right but you better be looking left too. There will be roadblocks and detours. There will be some turbulence especially at the times I want the waves to be smooth.
I have come to realize there can be someone who you want to be number one with. Someone else who you want to be on top when it comes to them. However, it is not always reciprocated.
One thing that is funny to me is the old saying goes one way to get over one man is to get on top of another one. I am sitting here pondering well what happens when you never did get on top literally or figuratively? Why do the feelings of needing to get over it even arise?
The one quote which comes to mind is the infamous the bigger they are the harder they fall. I remember my glory days in real estate. It was between the years of 2005 and 2008. Things were going really well for me. I was making a lot of money and spending a lot of money too. I had advertising costs, all types of costs and expenses to the maximum.
The irony of some situations sometimes seem surreal. The bulk of my business was from distressed property sales. I was elated when I started receiving the homes in the $300K plus dollar range. They most often meant a bigger commission. I remember at times I was receiving 44 inquiries a month I could not handle. My phone was ringing so much at times I literally wanted to throw it out the window of my car as I drove down the highway.
I worked from sun up until sun down and beyond. I recall putting in many 21 hour days. I was keeping it together by paying for cleaning services. I was keeping my laundry up by utilizing the services of the cleaners to do my clothes. I was keeping my hair up by utilizing the services of beauty salon at the mall that I could go to on Sundays and later in the evening into the nights if I went during the week.
I was too busy for myself to keep up with myself and it eventually won the best of me. One valuable lesson I learned from it all was to pace myself. I was getting older and my mind was still sharp and very competitive. I felt like my soul crashed when everything came to a head.
Later I realized I had too many stressful issues going on all at the same time. My father passed, my son was incarcerated, my mother was terminally ill, and I wasn't keeping a good work/life balance at all and as I was trying to fix it dang it I got sick.
I had goals and objectives in mind and it seemed like everything around me was tumbling down. Thankfully at the time money was not one of my issues. As time progressed it became an issue. A couple of years later I found myself entering the work-a-day world. It seemed because of all I had on my plate it didn't looking appetizing to the powers that be and I was blacklisted.
I struggled and tried hold steadfast in hopes that someone would realize I was working as hard as I ever did and give me a fighting chance. The older I get it seems the fewer the chances seem to be. The 50 and over crowd seems to not be in high demand when it comes to employment opportunities.
Then I wonder is it punishment for all the opportunities I forfeited. I have been presented with some wonderful opportunities in my life where if I had stuck it out I may have had my chance at the top. It seems when turbulence presented itself because I was black or because I was a woman or just because someone found in their heart not to like me I took the position to move on. Heck my parents fought for equal rights and I wasn't about to reignite the fight. Because of their struggles I knew there were places to work that I didn't have to tolerate being treated any kind of way or anything I didn't feel comfortable with. If there was a cause that needed a fight I didn't have the time to fight it because I wanted to be somewhere there was a straight arrow to the top.
Age has made me realize that is just totally unrealistic. Even in personal and/or romantic relationships that doesn't happen. You can look right but you better be looking left too. There will be roadblocks and detours. There will be some turbulence especially at the times I want the waves to be smooth.
I have come to realize there can be someone who you want to be number one with. Someone else who you want to be on top when it comes to them. However, it is not always reciprocated.
One thing that is funny to me is the old saying goes one way to get over one man is to get on top of another one. I am sitting here pondering well what happens when you never did get on top literally or figuratively? Why do the feelings of needing to get over it even arise?
