May as well get started.
This has been one of those weeks entrepreneurs lose sleep over.
I wrote a song about it.
Here it goes…
OK, so Sunday I’m at home minding my biz when my partner texts me geeking out about a software update we’ve been waiting for.
This software is really important to what we do and this new release is supposed to solve some major problems. So I’m excited until I log in and see that most of our stuff is now broken.
Did I mention that this update was a surprise and we had no warning, preparation, or documentation at all?
But that’s OK because we’re a tech company and all of our broken stuff can be fixed! So we go to work to make sure the changes have minimal impact on our clients’ operations because that’s what we do.
At the same time, we’ve got services that launched that people have paid for that got pushed back so we had to spend some time doing damage control. I used to sell cars so honestly damage control is kinda my thing anyway.
It’s Friday and things are mostly OK but we won’t know how much this cost in dollars for another week or so.
We were able to relaunch another project with a massive weekly goal that we surpassed by Wednesday. It was cool because our partner that manages that project called me about it while I was at Petco watching the Padres go all “Slam-Diego” on the Phillies.
Like… when I got the news the crowd went wild and it felt like it was for me.
Also, we’re back to using paid ads and those are actually working really well.
So overall now that I’ve written this all out this week wasn’t so bad and this song is happy… it’s not sad.
I figured at least one line should rhyme, sorry.
OK… that’s the end of my song.
It’s funny how the bad things that happen can feel so massive, but when you really take the time to weigh it out there’s much more good going on.
I’m so grateful for my grandmother Evangelist Ruby Jewel Watkins (pretty lady, pictured).
I started this post as a “song” from a skit David Allen Grier did on In Living Color, but as I wrote I started hearing an actual song written by Rev. Paul Jones that my grandmother sang no matter what hardships came her way.
I can’t say I always understood why she was singing back then, but I get it now.
Thank you, grandma. I won’t complain.
May as well get started.
This has been one of those weeks entrepreneurs lose sleep over.
I wrote a song about it.
Here it goes…
OK, so Sunday I’m at home minding my biz when my partner texts me geeking out about a software update we’ve been waiting for.
This software is really important to what we do and this new release is supposed to solve some major problems. So I’m excited until I log in and see that most of our stuff is now broken.
Did I mention that this update was a surprise and we had no warning, preparation, or documentation at all?
But that’s OK because we’re a tech company and all of our broken stuff can be fixed! So we go to work to make sure the changes have minimal impact on our clients’ operations because that’s what we do.
At the same time, we’ve got services that launched that people have paid for that got pushed back so we had to spend some time doing damage control. I used to sell cars so honestly damage control is kinda my thing anyway.
It’s Friday and things are mostly OK but we won’t know how much this cost in dollars for another week or so.
We were able to relaunch another project with a massive weekly goal that we surpassed by Wednesday. It was cool because our partner that manages that project called me about it while I was at Petco watching the Padres go all “Slam-Diego” on the Phillies.
Like… when I got the news the crowd went wild and it felt like it was for me.
Also, we’re back to using paid ads and those are actually working really well.
So overall now that I’ve written this all out this week wasn’t so bad and this song is happy… it’s not sad.
I figured at least one line should rhyme, sorry.
OK… that’s the end of my song.
It’s funny how the bad things that happen can feel so massive, but when you really take the time to weigh it out there’s much more good going on.
I’m so grateful for my grandmother Evangelist Ruby Jewel Watkins (pretty lady, pictured).
I started this post as a “song” from a skit David Allen Grier did on In Living Color, but as I wrote I started hearing an actual song written by Rev. Paul Jones that my grandmother sang no matter what hardships came her way.
I can’t say I always understood why she was singing back then, but I get it now.
Thank you, grandma. I won’t complain.
… I’ve had some good days
I’ve had some hills to climb
I’ve had some weary days
And some sleepless nights
… But when I look around
And I think things over
All of my good days
Outweigh my bad days
I won’t complain
… Sometimes the clouds are low
I can hardly see the road
I ask a question, Lord
Lord, why so much pain?
But he knows what’s best for me
Although my weary eyes
They can’t see
So I’ll just say thank you, Lord
I won’t complain