Fixing things

I am at peace when I'm fixing things. Doesn't matter if it's going
right or wrong my whole mind and body is focused on the experience and
I get a little OCD about it. Last week I found myself weaving palm
fronds into our rebar fence to create a block from a 'not so
attractive' side yard and my neighbors yard. It took hours. It could
have taken alot less if I simply went to Home Depot and bought the
bamboo screen my wife wanted me to, but NO! I much preferred the
solitude of creativity over the perfection of mass production solutions.

I guess that's why I've been in sales all my life. Sales is about
fixing something, creative, creation. There's a problem, the client
doesn't have my product and I believe they need it. I dint think I
could do it if I don't believe in the product. Even now I found myself
determining what the customer needs based on my experience. I realize
this many times results in downselling or even
Issing sales that may have been gotten, I believe however that this
ode of conduct has helped me gain trust and therefore increased my
sales, referrals and reduced cancellations.

Sometimes I don't like work but I don't associate that with theactual
act but more with regards to two things. First income I get more
frustrated the older I get about how much money it takes to live how
little we save and why whe. I make well over what most entire
households do we don't seem to be able to afford a quarter of what
many of my friends do. Second is how much freedom I've lost. I used to
have fredom to come and go from work pretty much as I pleased, thanks
in part to lawsuits but mostly a change in corporate philosophy now Im
required to show up to work at 8:00 and stay until 5:00 or later,
lunches are one hour long and I got to work all five days I'm
scheduled, it's heracy to a salesperson.

When I was on my own I probably worked twice as long as I do now but I
felt free. Still if my weekend projects became my job or at least my
income I'm sure I'd feel the same way eventually, as long as we are
dependent on all the possessions of life we are I terdepe debt to the
stress of trade

Back to fixing things.
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