Today was one of those Sundays that did not go as planned. I slept in later than I intended, most likely because I have been carrying so much exhaustion lately. Once I finally got moving, I headed over to my parents’ house. I spent some time with my stepdad working through ideas for our side hustle, and I also had a chance to socialize with my mom for a while. During the visit, I asked my stepdad if he would be willing to be a co-borrower to help my wife and me buy a house closer to family next year. His answer was no, which I understand because he has his own plans and doesn’t want to tie himself down with other loans. Even though it makes sense, that decision changes the way I need to approach next year’s housing plans, and it leaves me with more figuring out to do.
Back at home, I turned my focus toward work. I packaged a few orders that needed to go out and negotiated a purchase of new merchandise. The seller and I had been talking online, and he offered me a solid deal. I managed to push the price down further, eventually closing at fifteen hundred dollars. It felt good to secure that deal, especially since it gives me more inventory to work with going forward.
Still, despite the progress, I have been carrying a lot of stress. Between my full-time job, family responsibilities, and all the obligations tied to my side hustles, I often feel like I’m pulled in too many directions at once. The frustration has been building these past few weeks, to the point where I sometimes feel like I could snap. So far, I have managed to keep myself in check, but the constant weight of everything has left me restless. Today highlighted both sides of that reality: small wins and necessary adjustments mixed with an underlying pressure that never seems to let up.