A brother in the Iron Council got laid off over the summer. More than 15 years at the same company, three kids at home… brutal.
He was pissed, but he stayed calm. He was already working a plan.
He and his wife had gone over the budget every week since joining the Iron Council three years earlier, and they had over six months of expenses in the bank.
After a few strategic taps on his network, he had a higher-paying job in under a month.
Three years earlier, that same morning would have wrecked him.
The difference was a choice. Every week for three years he chose to put in more than he took out, when nothing was wrong and nobody would have noticed if he'd skipped.
Every man gets a morning like that one. You don't get to pick the day. You only get the days before it.
Don't stock the woodpile in January.