I was driving on the way home from Atlanta with the missus when I told her my plan.
“I'm going to quit my job in 90 days so I can buy and sell houses.”
This was way back in the year 2001 and I had just left a real estate investing conference and had just spent several hundred dollars on some real estate investor courses…
And she said –
She proceeded by saying – “You're making good money at your job and just do this on the side..”
She then continued on by saying – “That's never going to work!”
And then proceeded to play the “what if game”
“What if this happens, what if that happens?” All while tears streamed down her face.
A huge argument broke out and it felt like the longest ride home ever.
Honestly, I felt so alone and knew that I had my work cut out for me in order to convince her I was doing the right thing…
I had a strong conviction about what I wanted to do and would do anything to get out of the j-o-b.
However, no matter what — my wife had no idea what I had to put up with at work.
The pressures, the quotas, the butt kissing.
You know what I mean?
So I created a plan and really cranked it up buying and selling more houses in a month than most people do in a lifetime.
Plus I was killing it at work – Together I was making more than I ever had.
But I knew my job was in jeopardy and even if I wanted to stay my time was extremely limited as the company was in the midst of being bought out.
It didn't really matter to me because I was making more with Real Estate part time than with the job.
Fast forward to day # 88 – I officially turned in my notice and began my life outside of Corporate America.
I was extremely nervous.
However I never felt so liberated as I was sick of all the corporate bull sh!t, the butt kissing, wearing slacks and a tie.
Now, I could wear my favorite pear of jeans and a pair of Nikes.
I felt I was on top of the world…
I had money, deals in the pipeline and finally felt I finally had the respect from the love of my life.
The argument that had taken place on the long ride home months before was forgotten.
I'd officially proved myself and what I could do.
Plus, we had just found out the missus was expecting our baby boy – Dawson.
However, it seemed right when the celebration was beginning, trouble was looking right around the corner and I was about to begin one of
the biggest fights in my life.
And I'm beginning to think I'd F#%KED up big time.
Was I finally close to realizing my dreams or taking two steps back?
Stay tuned for tomorrow's email Chapter 2 – Going Broke. In the meantime, have you ever felt like this – like you were fighting against all the odds?
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Derek Pierce is an online marketer specializing in Search Engine Optimization. He used his SEO to escape over $100,000 in credit card debt building a 6 figure business from a spare bedroom.