Startup: Long Days Are Short

From the time I woke up today, I was building. Building Passdown. If I took a break it was to pee, eat, or let the dog out. This is what happens in one's soul when the creative idea says, GO. 

I can't help myself from creating, building, thinking, doing, it is the entrepreneurs obsession with turning the thoughts in the brain into reality and more. Oh, how can we get more than reality? It is when we see the baby we built being desired by others. Can't help but seek that. 

Yep, I did exactly what I did on my last startup, I neglected housecleaning! I neglect everything in my path that I deem not necessary. I was so thankful that it rained today as this gave me more time to build. I live in an old house that has no automatic sprinkler system, plus I take care of the neighbors yard. So to have rain meant, one more "chore you have to do" off my list. More time to build.

Building "Time" In A Startup Is, The Most Precious Time

When we see the idea in our minds, we just go after it with about the same amount of G's in a space flight. Yeah, my house is filthy. There are about eighteen summer chores that need to be done. Just like my last startup, here I go again, turning my head the other way, and only doing what is absolutely necessary. This is because, my obsession with building is like an addiction, and maybe it is. Maybe it is my way to avoid chores! 

I won't go to my grave with the thought of "I never tried" cause I never tried isn't in my brain, it's "I build" I build, and I do not stop. 

A long days work on a startup is really a short day, cause you just want to squeeze every moment you have in you before the one thing happens, and that is: My body must SLEEP. Sleep The one and only thing standing in my way of building. I have gone 32 hours without sleep at times, but I get a little wacky.

For now, I'm on my way into some new world of discovery. As in the past, I am surprised by what comes out of my thoughts. I create things that I never dreamed about, things come out of me that blow me away with Ahhh. Is it really me who thinks up these things, or is there some kind of generous spirit living in me, giving me gifts that I do not deserve?