he Universe Said "Here's a Job!" But My Body Said "Advil, Please."

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Today’s issue: According to Gemini, The author achieved several work-related successes but feels surprisingly exhausted and unenthused.

It’s 1:00 am and I’m sitting on the cold wood floors after spending 20 minutes on a funny intro that never materialized. (Maybe that's our intro?)

Have you ever experienced a meh version of a victory?

After what felt like an eternity of dead ends, I finally a couple of wins. But I’m so tired from the last few weeks, I can barely muster the energy for a celebratory fist pump. Hence the gif LOL.

Let me explain. Here’s a couple week highlights:

• checked my 2 year old dead Fiverr account, found one message from the day before, responded, and it turned into a full-time contract job doing social media for a state university in less than 24 hours. (Finances take care of)

• asked podcasters in Reddit if they need guest research help and got shot down (ok bad idea - saved time), but ended with someone offering a paid test case

• connected with a guy starting a podcast interviewing Australian founders and we’re seeing if we can work together

You can’t make this stuff up. I stopped trying and THEN opportunities find me. Makes no sense. Has that happened to you?

Its funny though. Thought when someone has a season of losses, a win is the moment to jump with joy. But in reality, each mini-win ended with an Advil and urge to sleep. Either this is getting old or eerily feeling like burnout.

Have you ever got a win and it or your response was underwhelming? Give the deets.

Did a deep dive on Sam Parr like I’m going to interview him and found his first email from a SF book club back in ‘13. And how he has Hampton. Interesting, no?

Apparently I wrote a lot.