I took the plunge and am forever indebted.
In the years of traveling and establishing our business, I would time my brief sales calls for the top of each hour. I'd arrive at about :54, and usually be done by :06, having hardly missed a word. I suppose that makes me a fanatic. I'd imagine I'm in the 1st percentile of hours listened.
He was right. Find something you love and you'll probably do it better than anyone else. Starting small is no impediment. Growth happens when you can handle it. Long hours don't seem long, nor do they seem like work. Just passing along my lessons from the fuzzball in hopes it helps someone else.
Got to a point I could see that my ship had come in as far as conditions would allow and I had to swim out to it.
Life and responsibilities get to the point where, you know how to swim, the whos and whats you're responsible for are covered and all that's left is the plunge of faith and a hard swim against the waves out to that waiting ship of fortune and/or fate.
And then, along comes typhoon obama.
How many small businesses and great ideas are being mothballed for a better time in a hopefully more sane world? Keeping my eyes open for a break in the weather.