The Good Life

Am I supposed to buy your time, or what?

She took it all the wrong way and got really nasty about it so I just cut her off — not completely at first. I offered her a second chance at me helping her but she was very upset by the story she created in her head. She wanted to stop talking to me because of her feelings regarding her financial problems.

That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever experienced, she even handled it like a child.

I don’t have time for a broke woman that can’t at least drop her ego long enough to talk about her poor decisions. I feel so bad for her because she’s very nice and sweet but I can’t do anything for her — she’s just way too immature.

It made me realize how important emotional intelligence and maturity is in relationships (friendships, family, and intimate). I truly appreciate a woman that is honest, kind, sweet, supportive, egoless, caring, loving , loyal and above all else mature… an immature woman is an absolute nightmare.

I mean, really imagine being upset at someone for a fictitious scenario you created in your head.

My brain has been working day and night for the past few months and that, coupled with an irregular work schedule and massive workload… leads you to situations like mine: where you’re looking at the same words on a computer screen for so long the words eventually stop making sense while simultaneously being—only slightly paralyzed by the mountain of work that stands between you and your goal.

I have a ton of work to get done and I’m under extreme self-pressure to get it finished before the deadline.

I’m slightly afraid I can’t finish in time if I rest to restore my motivation—but I’m 95% done with ~58 days before the deadline. Maybe I’m being overly dramatic and too cautious?