This has been a slow week; blame the holidays. I arrived home late Monday night, having pulled off a highly successful week and a day of service shops. With 2013 property taxes coming due, the cash injection from that work could not come at a better time.
I haven't had any work this week. Nada. I've spent a fair amount of time preparing for next year. I signed up for a massive recurring route of gas station audits. There are slightly more than 150 locations throughout portions of Florida that I will shop 3 times next year. The pay is mediocre, but the recurring nature means I can be more efficient and hopefully plan other jobs in the areas I'll be working. Each round will bring in roughly $1,500, but I'll earn every cent of that.
I've also created my 2014 templates for the rental properties and shopping. There is a substantial amount of mostly tax-related information I have to keep up with so my spreadsheets are crucial to my survival.
Lastly, there's been some pretty serious personal shit I've been dealing with the last few days. It's not something I want to talk about, but I've lost a good bit of sleep over it. My health is fine, it's not that. Last night I slept less than two hours. I was in bed for twelve; you do the math!
I've always believed things happen for a reason, and while day to day I am dealing with something I would never wish on my worst enemy, I know I'll pull through the other side a better person.