When it rains it fucking pours. I’ve spent the last DECADE trying to recover from the IBJJF attack. Now I have more fun work than I can even do, enough grunt work to regain my savings and a dojo is basically begging to have me back. My phone is blowing up with people looking to get onboard with my businesses, and the frat parties are popping.
I’m literally crying with joy RN. I had no idea when things would get back on track.