The Hustle Mentality Downfall

I am sharing my change from thriving on the hustle mentality to the downfall of my health because I didn't know when to stop it. No one talks about the time you should enjoy your success from the hustle. Now in my experience life came up and knocked me down pretty hard before my body gave out, from this I have learned why constant hustle isn't sustainable. 

The hustle is important to achieve goals that you can only achieve through the blast of focus and hard work. I personally believe we are being taught the nonstop charging ahead without stopping. Have you thought of sprinters? They give full energy for short distances. This can be the key to charging ahead, but then make your growth solid. You don't want a house of cards, make it solid. 

I see to many people have the same issues with a depleted body because of the none stop work ethic. We need to find a way to recharge, let your body recover, and then focus again.

Hopefully sharing my struggle can help someone else. If you have any questions, feel free to reach out.

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Hello everyone. I hope you are having a great day. Something's been weighing very heavy on my mind, my heart the last few weeks and last week I let you in on my worst kept secret of my, belief lid being extremely low. And I will expose myself even more this week and, you're gonna have to bear with me. But I feel like the people that were politely following me and listening to the podcast every week has kind of faded off a little bit. So I feel a little bit more comfortable exposing myself a little bit more privately with these podcasts. And this is gonna be a hard one for me because. I learned how to thrive in the hustle mentality of my career, of my life. I did everything. I felt power. I felt positive. I felt in control of my life by being overly active. Pretty much I gave a hundred percent in my career in my life as a mom, as my life as a friend, and I felt happy. I felt purposeful whenever I had to kick myself into gear. And yes, I am running at full speed. I am achieving things. I am becoming the person I've always wanted to be. Look at me, go. I can go and achieve all of this. I can juggle my day, minute by minute because I can get. Everything done. I can be the best mom. I can go take my daughter to the park and go for runs and walks. 'cause I was physically fit for a quite a handful of years when my daughter was young and I thought I had it all in my hands. I felt fantastic. I was in shape, I was living life. Great finances. Nah, it was, it was there. I had everything I needed at that moment I thought. But. I got an emotional high, the adrenaline rush because I was achieving it all. I was a hundred percent in my life, thriving. I thought and doing everything. I was proud because I had that hustle mentality. That was so it in our career as a hairstylist, you had to give it all you've got. There's no taken prisoners. I mean, I was doing it. I was achieving it all. I was building a business. I had people that came to me hours away and would make an effort to drive farther for me, and I thought that was success. I felt like I had achieved. pretty good with my career because I felt more confident with colors, with cuts, with communication because I learned decoding clients with my. My personality code. I understood how to communicate. I understood how to be able to communicate with my clients. I felt powerful because I thought I had it. I thought that the world was finally coming together. I was finding my power, and I felt fantastic because I could do anything. Look at me, go. I would work till 11 o'clock at night. And wake up in the morning and take care of my daughter and go for walks with her, go to the park, I'd come to work, and I'd start all over again and do it all. And then. I still hustled through it, but I didn't realize I wasn't bouncing back as well, I kept my hustle mentality. I made sure that I felt powerful because I put everything else first. I don't need that nap. I don't need to have a day off. I have all this stuff I have to accomplish. It's great. This is my life. Look at me. Go. I can do it all. And I did for so many years. Until I couldn't. So let me walk you down the path a little bit. I'm working in a salon, doing fine, building who I am now building clientele that most of them I still have, which is freaking amazing that I have clients that have loved me long enough to put up with my life ups and downs, but. I went from doing okay to, all of a sudden the atmosphere in my salon was getting toxic. It was hard. That is hard on my body by coming into negativity and two faced mentality with my coworkers and I had a hard time dealing with that, but it's okay. I had a purpose. I was going in there making as much money as I can, working until super late at night because my beautiful mom kept my daughter and fed her supper, gave her the bath and put her to bed cause me and my mom shared a house. We shared the bills, everything 50 50. Fantastic. It was one of those things in my life that I thought I had it covered. Well, I had to I switched salons at that point, and I went from the experience of having my atmosphere around me deteriorating to toxic to thinking, okay, this'll be the next, the best thing we're gonna have. Amazing coworkers. I was so excited by these ladies that I was gonna work with. Some of them I had worked with before, but the skills and the work ethic that these people had was amazing for what, three months? It was fantastic. We had a purpose. We were gonna be the wedding destination spot of the town, and it was gonna be amazing until it wasn't. And then this wonderful dream that we all had, I. Started chipping away by the management of the salon because it was, we all rented our station, so booth rent, but we all had our own supplies. We all did our own thing except for scheduling. This was old school. We had our books at the front desk and we all took turns answering the phone, except for when we didn't, and. We were all working as a great group until we didn't, and again, the owner and the manager became toxic and it was kind of crazy how fast it all fire balled out. And my good friend, she ran. She decided, this is horrible. I can't deal with this on top of my own personal life issues and peace out, man. She went home, worked out of her house, and she's been happy since I was there dealing with the person who owned it that I thought was a friend who decided that she really didn't want to grow up and be a salon owner, after all. It was too much work and that was not her mentality. She was very much a fun-loving personality and she stepped into the planner mode whenever she was motivated to, but then backpedaled hard and the salon struggled. The mentality that they pushed on everyone was harsh, and it took all fun and excitement out of the salon. Guess what? Another salon that went toxic and this one went nuclear toxic waste. Man, it was awful. We are all. Pushed against each other pretty much. At one point they put a notice on our little front desk and told us that we were no longer allowed to communicate with each other. If there was problems, you go straight to the owner or the manager and we are not allowed to discuss anything salon wise with each other. Yeah, we're booth rental, nuclear waste dump. It was awful. I tried reaching out to this owner and communicate with her, and she took it as a direct attack instead of suggestive criticism because she didn't realize and didn't want to realize how toxic things were getting in there. Well. I left after nine months, and luckily one of my old coworkers actually reached out to a salon in town who was just a commissioned salon and took the leap to letting me come work in there as a renter. So at this time, I am starting out renting in a salon that is all commissioned stylists. Then these. Stylist, start looking at me like, who the heck am I to come in here and throw the balance of the salon off? No problem. I've already been emotionally beaten down at the last salon. I will stay in my corner. I will do what I need to do. I will come in, work on my clients, clean up after myself, help out if I can and keep the peace because I was mentally exhausted. But the wonderful about this salon. Because it was all commission. They're not used to giving everyone a key, so I had to show up when the receptionist was there. I had to leave at a certain time, which was way earlier than I have ever left work in the evening. And it gave me a little more balance in my life because I had an excuse. I have to be outta here at this time. So I felt like my work balance was kind of relaxing. Things were getting easier, but then it wasn't because then my grandma passed away and I said before that my mom and I shared a house, and all of a sudden my mom lost her job. So half the income, and this was not the first time it was the second time in a few short years,. It was not her fault, it was just the circumstances and I think God put it there. So she had more time to spend with her mom and her final days and to deal with her emotions after her mom passed away. But that put more financial stress on me again, and I had to figure out a way to up. My pay with less hours and oh, and I was homeschooling my daughter also through all of this. So again, I was hustling. I was working as much as I can, squeezing people in as much as I could, and homeschooling my daughter for hours in the morning. So it was fine. It was okay. It was working. I could pay the bills. Everything was tight, but it worked. It was okay and it was slowly draining me, but the hustle mentality was strong. So Grandma passes away. My mom is a shell of herself and she's still taking care of Grace in the evenings. No problem. But. Then I had this feeling, I've had a mole on my chest, neck area for years that I had been watching, and I finally had the point where I knew it was time I had to go get it checked out. So I go get myself some health insurance and go find a dermatologist to get it taken care of and working. It's going fine. I get it removed and then I hear that M word, the melanoma not a good one to hear. What the skin cancer stuff. So my dad passed away from cancer at the age of 41. Many of his siblings. Had died from different forms of cancer, multiples from skin cancer, and so it sends me into a spiral because of the cancer word and the melanoma word. So I'm very distinct. I do not say cancer. I say melanoma to my 11-year-old daughter and years later she tells me, mom, I didn't know it was cancer. You just said it. Melanoma said, I was very intentional with that 'cause I know how much cancer affected me when I heard my dad had it as a child. I did not want that stigma in her mind because cancer kills and I don't want that in a young mind. They take the biopsy. Yep. Melanoma. Okay. The other one? Yep. Basal cell. Okay. That one can go a little bit longer before you have it removed because they're too close together, so they have to remove so much skin on one. There won't be enough left of loose skin or whatever. There won't be enough to take off for the basal cell, so my skin has to heal and stretch a little bit more. So. I am hustling. I am getting tired. I am doing everything I need to get done yet because I'm the sole breadwinner of my home. And so now comes the time to get the clear margins removed from the melanoma. So I go to the doctor, the oncologist surgeon. I go to the surgeon and I get it removed. It's been two weeks since the initial biopsy removal. Because they don't waste time. And did you know that you're awake through these surgeries of removal for skin cancer? They don't knock you out unless you go to a plastic surgeon, which terrified me because are they trained in cancer removal? Do they know what the skin looks like and feels like that's cancerous? I don't know. I don't take that chance. They're putting the local in and the nurse is super nice, injecting all this local into it, and it hurts. I have never been so much pain. I'd rather go through childbirth again rather than inject that much local anesthesia in my body again so as this local is going in, it is the most pain I've ever had. Through the years I've thought about it, and I really think it's the raw skin that hadn't healed yet on why the local hurts so bad. But it felt hot and it felt like what I pictured acid causing pain inside my neck area. So your whole thought process when you're in this much pain is thinking, okay, I can stop this and have to do it again in another week or two, and it might feel the exact same way, or it might not. Maybe it's almost done. So I grit and tried to disconnect from the activity what's happening because I didn't numb. She actually had to excuse herself outta the room and get a whole nother vial of the local anesthesia to keep injecting it in. It finally, whatever she puts in, whatever she needs to do, and the surgeon comes in and he starts the process. And in this timeframe, as he's removing a large portion for the clear margins where for different types of skin cancer, you have to have a certain amount of space removed around it and then stitched back together. And I assume it's in depth as much as in lengthwise. So we're going through this and, there's spots that make me jerk from pain. I can still feel the pain, even though they have a bottle and a half of local anesthesia in my body. The surgeon is very nice. He's trying to distract me, talk to me, and I have no idea of a concept. It feels like I'm floating over myself because of, whatever's going on. And, as he's trying to cauterize it and stitch me up and it's. For people that have in cosmetology school. I've realized through the other removals that the skin freaking looks like it does in our textbooks. It was amazing to me one time whenever I saw the chunk taken out of my upper arm and it legit looked like. The, the drawing in our textbooks, it was, it blew my mind anyway, so he's stitching all the different layers of my flesh back together. And I feel the pain from the cauterization, which is just, like a laser, zap, zap kind of a thing. And, the actual stitches coming in and they don't believe me that it really hurts, that I'm twitching in pain. So they inject more. It doesn't help. So they just push it all back together and then it's time to clean me up and shoo me out. The nurse again is very nice and she tells me that, the blood actually ran over my shoulders and into my blonde hair and I have white blonde hair and. She said, I would suggest trying to get it out before it stains your hair. I'm sorry we couldn't catch it. So I have no concept about anything. I'm in an out of body experience because I really think I was in shock from the pain, the everything. My mom goes to the pharmacy, gets me pain medicine, different things that I need, and I'm zoned out in the car. We wind up stopping at my friend's house so she could shampoo the blood outta my hair. I really have vague memories of that. I can still picture her customer looking at me like, why am I pushed outta the way for you? And then she looks at my face and something changes in her face, and that's the only thing I can really recall. So Dana shampoos my hair. I go home and I don't think she dried it. I really have no concept, but somehow I get home and I pass out. So I'm in my room and I. I don't know if it's the same day the next day. But I realized I got up 'cause I was hungry. So I got up and walked to the kitchen, which was not very far away and I was so physically drained walking to the kitchen. All I could picture doing was crying, but I was too tired to cry. And I walked back into my room, no food. I had barely enough energy to crash back into my bed. This continues and it's time to go in and get stitches out. And I talk to the doctor and I'm like, why would I be, why am I so tired? Why do I have zero energy? What could have caused this? And it was like nothing caused that. It's your body healing. It's the trauma. It, it'll be fine. Takes no claim, no effort to communicate. One doctor asked if I, or maybe it was a nurse, asked if I wanted antidepressants as if I wasn't dealing with the whole cancer and the surgery. Well, antidepressants would be my savior. I said, no, thank you. I'm good. And I go home. So I'm trying to function and deal with everything but. I just think, oh, I'm just recovering from surgery. It was pretty traumatic with the pain and everything. Okay. No big deal. Oh, and my skin was so tight. I had a hard time lifting my head high enough to actually cut layers in my client's hair. But I only had a week off from work and I had to get back to work again. Only one bringing money into the home to pay the rent, the utilities, food in the house and my rent, 'cause I'm renting a station. So I go to work and that was an interesting feat, but I've realized after working that I'm not sleeping well at night. I'm tired. So months go down the road, I, the skin stretches out. It gets a little bit better. The pain is going. The, internal stitches are dissolving and snapping and it's okay. I can survive this. It's almost done. Right. And, January I get to have the basal cell clean margins done. No pain. The local went in, they removed the skin for the clear margin. They stitched me back together. I did have a reaction from the sutures that day or that time, but whatever. No, massive pain, which was a relief. So I'm working, I'm doing all this stuff. I used to do hardcore exercise and whenever you're done exercising, your legs are shaky from exhaustion and you have very little internal energy to actually lift your arms and movement and stuff like that, so I understood. The good exhaustion of exercise. I'm breaking down muscle, I'm rebuilding the muscle. It's fine, but that becomes my every day and I am sweating, constantly working because it is a feat just to be on my feet, and it's exhausting. Getting up in the morning. I'm exhausted going to work. I'm exhausted raising my arms to apply color to blow dry to cut the layers into the hair is exhausting. I feel like I'm running a marathon and I'm on the 20th mile. My body is just exhaustion. It is just intense and I can't understand it. I don't understand what is happening to my body. So I'm pretty much going into insomnia at that point. But the hustle is there. I have to work as many hours as I can. The bills have to be paid. I have to show up at work. So it isn't odd in our career to wear full black. So I'm wearing black pants, I'm wearing black t-shirts. So the amount of sweat that I am exerting from my body. It doesn't show. I'm putting deodorant on multiple times a day because of, the sweat that is coming outta my body from the exertion. I just keep working. The hustle mentality is there, and this one, it's a matter of survival. There is no stopping. Luckily, they had a couch in the back room that I slept on, off and on for those months. And, at one point, I could never speak it out loud because it was so scary, but I felt like I was dying. My body was collapsing on me. Oh, and the weirdest thing is I would have panic attacks, I never had panic attacks before. I always looked at people with panic attacks as weak people who. Just were dramatic. Well, I turned into that weak person who was overly dramatic because I was doing my leadership development meetings, and when I would go, the room was full. There was sound systems, there were, um, people everywhere. Well, I realized that sitting in that room around people caused major anxiety in me, and it wore me down even faster. And, the idea of having people all around me freaked me out, and I eventually turned into a hyperventilating panic attack survivor trying to figure out what the heck is happening to my body. But I couldn't let go. The hustle mentality. I was not going to quit because my mindset is you just work through it. You just push through, push through, push through. It'll get better. Well, I was at a conference out of state and someone dropped a freaking phone on top of my head and that threw me into a full blown panic attack. Hyperventilating my vision, went into a pinprick, and all I could do was focus on my, my breathing and my heart rate. 'cause my heart rate went outta control every time this happened. And it got so bad. It wasn't just in in large rooms with echoing sound and anything like that. It was any time a client said, Hey, I only have this much time. Can you get me in and out this quickly? Well, that sent me into hyperdrive of freaking out because my brain wasn't processing very well. All I prayed was that no one wanted to change their hair color 'cause I wasn't sure if my brain could process everything it needed to process to formulate a color. And, I realized at that point in my career, in my health that it was very, very good that I had that core memory of cutting hair. And the experience I had to get me to almost autopilot, to do these haircuts, to apply the color, to step by step, survive moment by moment because. Yeah, there wasn't much going on in my brain because I couldn't focus, I couldn't focus on my finances. I couldn't focus on much. It was pretty bad. But I was still homeschooling my daughter as much as I could, which had decreased a lot because of the exhaustion level in my body. And I was working constantly and it was trying to do everything. And there was a point where I had to. Get my mind wrapped around what's gonna happen to my daughter if I don't survive this? Because I legitimately thought my body was giving out on me because when something happened, even a loud noise in the salon, someone, we, we had a client in the salon that was not my own, but she had a very loud laugh, almost a bark like laugh and. If she came in while I was working in this state that I was in, it would send me into a panic attack. The panic attack would crash, my blood sugar, which would give me a horrendous migraine and make me even more tired. And then I was shaky, so I'm trying to stand still while I'm covered in sweat. My horrible migraines are blinding me and crushing me and. I'm still working. I'm still doing this. I might just be looking out of a slit in my eyes to survive, but it's okay. I'm working. The hustle is happening. I am earning my money. I am taking care of my clients. Everything is working. And then one day my mom comes home from church and she said, you've gotta turn on this radio station. I'm listening to this doctor. Talk about everything that you're dealing with. You've gotta listen to it. So, I was pretty much comatose on the couch because after a night of not sleeping, I'm still exhausted, so I was sleeping on a different spot, the couch. So she turns on the radio in the house and I start listening, and then it's over. So she has to tell me about the symptoms this person on the radio show was talking about and what this doctor, thankfully in St. Louis. Was talking about, there was a name, there was a reason for it to do this, and there was a way to fix it. So said, she said, you really need to call them and make an appointment and get this figured out because you, you need to find an answer. Because I knew at that point if I went to a normal doctor. I was going to be on antidepressants because everyone was saying you're just having a hard time dealing with cancer. I was, but it was more of the depression from feeling my body giving out on me and not having a clue on my blood sugar. They would probably have to put me on something 'cause my blood sugar crashed constantly. My hormones were outta control. And guess what? My thyroid was also outta control. Do you know all those things are controlled together with the adrenal system. So I make this appointment for this. He's actually a, functional doctor who's a chiropractor and. So we go in there and I have to fill out four pages of questions before I go in. So I'm there for the consultation. My mom's in the room with me because again, my brain doesn't process well. So having someone flat out ask me questions, sometimes there's nothing that comes out my mouth because it's in buffering mode pretty much. So I go into the room and he goes over my notes and he's like, oh yeah, okay. So he goes over my symptoms and stuff like that. And he was like, oh, okay. So let me ask you a question. So do you have, are your hands and feet cold, but the core of your body is hot? It's like, yeah, actually all the time. And he was like, okay. And. There was something else he asked and he was like, oh, okay. You have parasympathetic overload. I'm like, what the heck does that mean? What does a para what? So again, brain, not computing. So he breaks it down. He said, pretty much your body is trapped on the gas pedal. And what happens whenever, if the gas pedal is down, you're in fight or flight. And in that it makes your adrenal glands overproduce. So in a normal situation, if our body feels like it's in danger, it sends adrenaline to you and it either makes you run or you fight. Well, my body was trapped in that for at least a year. And later on when my brain started functioning again, I realized I was actually in that fight or flight for a lot longer. From doing everything, the pressure of everything, trying to get it all done, get it all accomplished, was slowly draining my body. Of adrenaline, my adrenal system could not keep up, so he set sets me up on this program of how to get my vagus nerve to calm down and to get the gas pedal unstuck on the floor of my body. So I have to go there twice a week. Well, the problem was my brain did not work well enough for me to have the, um, mental ability to drive in St. Louis traffic. I was an hour away from my home. I had barely enough money to cover bills, but I had to make it happen so I could get my body fixed. So twice a week. My mom, who had retired at that point, so she had money coming in wasn't a lot, but it was still, finances were a little bit more stable in the home. And she's driving me to the office in South St. Louis. Twice a week. So he's adjusting me. He's stimulating my vagus nerve. He's working on stuff. So through the years of going to Nepute wellness, it put my life slowly back in order. Slowly. I could actually sleep through the night because he put me on magnesium. Magnesium, your body soaks up because that's what it needs whenever it's under stress. Well, I've been under stress for so long. I didn't know what life without stress actually felt like anymore. So once I got enough magnesium in my body, my body could balance it out a little bit. I could actually get some sleep for a few hours. I. And then I was very low on vitamin D, so he put me on vitamin D supplements and that started helping a little bit. And the biggest thing that actually happened to me is when he had, a system there, I think it's called SRT. To me it was the brain process. It was, it was this machine that, it was all on the iPad, it's all recordings. You had. Headphones that you put on and it had goggles, pretty much sunglasses that put on that had light therapy in it. So it's flashing light depending on what is, what program you process that you wanna be on. So pretty much he put me on PTSD treatment. So because of the traumatic surgery. He had to get me through this process of reprogramming my subconscious mind. So last week I was talking about my subconscious mind, and that is what told me constantly I wasn't good enough. I wasn't worth enough because I was trapped in the thinking of my limited belief. So in this system, it's reprogramming how I handle things. It takes the pressure off. It's trying to take the negative images and feelings from that procedure and whatever else happened in my life, it decreases it. So it's helping my body recover itself through my subconscious mind. And it takes quite a while, but all of a sudden I can go to work 'cause I actually had a good night's sleep the night before and. I can actually stand. I'm not covered in sweat constantly. My panic attacks were still a huge thing, but it was also a mental thing that I had to process. I had to learn whenever my body was getting overstimulated by something that I needed to take a step either out of the echo of the speakers, out of the sound, echoing through the building. I had to step outside. I had to focus on my breathing because do you realize that when you're under stress, sometimes you forget to breathe? Who knew I didn't because I had to relearn. I literally had to teach myself how to breathe slower. When you're in panic mode, you take quick. Shallow breaths. I had to relearn how to use my diaphragm back to my singing days and learn how to breathe deeper into my abdomen, not just shallow breaths in the top of the lungs. So I had to learn how to handle stress. I had to learn how to breathe. I had to learn how to calm my subconscious mind and my stress reactor. And it helped over the years of him changing up the supplements and the vitamins that I was taking, nothing was pharmaceuticals. Everything was vitamins and supplements that he prescribed that slowly but surely started helping me recover. I could actually walk outside again and not hyperventilate. I could actually slowly get my thinking clear again because I used to read. Three books at a time. I could switch from an educational one, a fun one, and a system one on leadership or learning or growing, and I had no problem overlapping them through this. It was like my brain could not absorb anything. I could read it and I could almost feel it going in one ear and out the other because it was not sinking in. So that was very hard for me. All of this was a huge struggle and it took me off my path for years because I had to take a step back. I had to literally let go of things one at a time because I couldn't handle everything. I had to let go of the hustle mentality, and that was a hard one for me. I couldn't quit my job because this is my livelihood. I wasn't going to quit homeschooling my daughter because I felt like it was the best thing for her and me, and I had to let go of my leadership development business because as much as it helped and made me grow into the person that I am now, I also had to understand that it wasn't helping me. It was actually. Causing more panic attacks and more. It was causing more anxiety. I found these wonderful powdered magnesium packets that I could add into water to help me come down off of the panic attack. And it was amazing, but it was causing more trauma by continuing going into the meeting rooms. It was causing me more problems, getting these beautiful books that I could not consume because my brain couldn't absorb it anymore. It was very sad. It was very hard on me to acknowledge the weakness that I have been dealt. So I let go of my leadership develop development business. I let go of the outside activities as much as I could because I couldn't do everything anymore. And that was a very hard thing for me to acknowledge. So through the years, I've gotten much better. I still have to be careful because I don't feel when my body is being overloaded with stress anymore. But having that journey through, Dr. Eric, his knowledge has been life changing for me. It's put me back on track. I have full brain power again. I have my energy back. I can read books and have zero problems. I can consume everything again. So it is, it feels like a miracle to me. But my biggest lesson is I had to let go of my hustle mentality. And it's just recently you're starting to hear people talk about how you can't stay in hustle mode for a long time. You have to do it in sprints, short hustle modes. You get where you need to be, take a step back. Relax, focus on just building without the hustle. So it's kind of like a child how they, they bulk up and then they shoot up. You bulk up and you shoot up. So it's one of those, you hustle to build something, you're very focused, you're very driven, and then you take a step back and you solidify everything. You make sure it's nice and solid, and then you can step for forward into the hustle mode if you have to again. And that's kind of where I've lived since that drop of health in there. So my suggestion to everyone who's building and growing limit your hustle. You work your heney off when you're in hustle mode, but you put a time limit to it. You set a goal, do you hit that goal? And then you take a step back, make sure that your body can recover. You focus on making it nice and solid and secure. And then when you're ready for the next goal, then you can hustle mentality for a while then to. You are not supposed to live in hustle mentality for your whole life. That's not sustainable. You will have problems with your health through there to make sure you have a balance. And that is pretty much what I feel driven to tell you guys is yes, there's a lot of hurdles in the middle, but life is unsure. You never know what's gonna come and get you. So plan accordingly. Be careful and take care of yourself. Have a great week.