@Layth Alrikabi I never had an "ah-ha" moment, I had an "OH-SH!T" moment.
I was in the trades, and had worked my way up the ladder to being one of the best.
I had golden handcuffs.
For years I had been interested in the investing side of things. I bought the books, got the programs, the meetings.... Yes I was one of "those people"; always learning, always just about ready but, but, but..... I was a but-person. Because nothing was ever "perfect".
And then the music just stopped.......
At first a little down time was nice, for years taking a week off in summer was just not a thing. And then.....
By month 2 it was nothing but doom & gloom, end of times kind of stuff. I was in my 4th, 5th, 7th whatever "coffee & talk" with former colleagues where somebody would ask everyone to get together to talk how paddling poo-creek was going or would go.
And I just kind of snapped......
It was so much negativity, just doom and gloom fests over n over n over. I just blurted out "I refuse to participate".....
Everyone stared. I was supposed to be complaining or ranting how so-n-so is to blame, this idiot, that idiot, whatever and I just blurted out none-sense....
I took a second, because I also confused and shocked myself. I thought it through. I looked around and reiterated "I refuse to participate in a down economy".
Blank stares of confusion. They thought I lost my marbles, lol.
I told em I was over it. Here we sit bitching and complaining and where's it get us, nowhere. I come in miserable, I leave miserable, and every week we get a bit more miserable and poor. This sucks, that sucks, well F-IT, if were all doomed and F-d well then what have we got to loose.
"What are you gonna do?"; I have no fkng clue..... so I'll figure it out, can't be any worse then this circle jerk of misery.
And I just got up and left. My friend jumped up following. So, we got a beer and a burger. We literally made the business plan on napkins.....
I'm a rock-star renovator, I know what people want like the back of my hand. So ok, homes getting dumped and stripped, everyone needs a roof over there head so F-IT, let's find train-wreck dumps so I can do what I do, we make em awesome and make money.
Ok, how do we afford all this? Aaaaaaahhhh, I don't know. I don't know, how do other people do that? Great, you don't know either..... ok, well, rich people are rich, so, yeah, let's just find some rich person and ya-know, yeah, something, that could work, maybe, I think, I don't know.
Ok, where do we find rich people? Good question...... I don't know......
This whole chain of conversation & thought literally sums up my entire first 3/4 years of things. I knew diddly-squat, but I refused to do nothing, so we just thought things up and threw em at the wall.
How'd I find my first deal? Well, we were idiots so we did idiot stuff. SMART idiot stuff. We picked out an area that seemed right, and we knocked doors. Lol yes, we literally knocked doors and asked if people were curious about selling as-is or new of a neighbor that was, or a place that needed work. And really the conversations spun all over the place because again, we were idiots so we just churped with anyone/everyone who'd have a conversation with us about it. Day after day, hour after hour made total jack-azz's of ourselves knocking door to door.
But guess what, it's how we meet our first wholesaler. And private-$ guy. And got our first deal, 2nd, and 3rd.... And, and, and....
It was the absolute refusal to accept a world and thought of "can't" an that "I don't know" was always followed with "YET"...... Every road block was just a chance to try something. No matter how hair brained or never gonna work it was, we tried, because a a million to 1 shot is better than a guaranteed nothing.
Every thing just kept evolving up. Until one day it just started happening that people were coming to me.
"Ah-ha" was a journey, not a place.
My breakthrough was punching through. Still is. Still do.