I love very few things. I love my family. I love my job. I love my friends. I love business. I love to hunt. As I get older, I find hunting to fall further and further down the list of important things in my life. I gave up a lot of hunting time when my older girls started playing school sports and being involved in other things. Now, our younger girls are showing animals, playing sports, etc. Jen and I are building a lakehouse, business is better than it's ever been and growing everyday and there are just a lot of things in my life that are more important to me than hunting anymore.
I have several hunts scheduled this fall that I just can't imagine being away from the office for 10 days at a time. Lots of fun deals could happen during that time. I don't wanna miss any VB games or BB games. I have a lease in South Texas that I don't even get excited about going to. Luckily, my BIL, has taken care of stands and feeders and cameras and such. I know I could take the family with me, but that doesn't work with their school/sports/4H schedules and Jennie just goes because she knows I love it.
I used to live for my time in the woods. Now, I just don't get as excited about it as I used to. Don't get me wrong, I still love it, I just don't NEED it like I used to. I'd rather fish on the lake with Jennie, or teach the girls how to execute a proper crossover dribble, or negotiate with a client or close a big deal.
So here comes hunting season and I'm not near as excited about it as I used to be. Has this ever happened to you? I wonder if it's temporary or if this is the new me. I feel like I SHOULD be in a tree, but just don't have the drive I once did. It's a weird phenomenon.
I have several hunts scheduled this fall that I just can't imagine being away from the office for 10 days at a time. Lots of fun deals could happen during that time. I don't wanna miss any VB games or BB games. I have a lease in South Texas that I don't even get excited about going to. Luckily, my BIL, has taken care of stands and feeders and cameras and such. I know I could take the family with me, but that doesn't work with their school/sports/4H schedules and Jennie just goes because she knows I love it.
I used to live for my time in the woods. Now, I just don't get as excited about it as I used to. Don't get me wrong, I still love it, I just don't NEED it like I used to. I'd rather fish on the lake with Jennie, or teach the girls how to execute a proper crossover dribble, or negotiate with a client or close a big deal.
So here comes hunting season and I'm not near as excited about it as I used to be. Has this ever happened to you? I wonder if it's temporary or if this is the new me. I feel like I SHOULD be in a tree, but just don't have the drive I once did. It's a weird phenomenon.
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