Dear Peter Spann,
My name is George Grubetic and I’m a reno-holic.
I’m on my 2nd reno in my short investing career….a reno that’s becoming more overwhelming and hard yakka than building the pyramids….its tough, its grimy, its slow and its hard, and there seems to be more dust flying around than a corn field about to be hit by a hurricane…my question is – how did you ever manage to renovate 50 properties?!?….actually, I believe it was close to the 100 mark…whichever, it’s simply unfathomable…..actually, I’d like to share this very defining moment today where I caught myself cutting away a piece of piece of villaboard – disillusioned, tired, slightly pekish and with more flies buzzing around my head than a 3 day old half-eaten McHappy Meal – and I thought to myself, “Spanny, he did 50 of these things?”….”Oh Lord” I thought…..I couldn’t comprehend it….you know, that number is insane….your insane…your a machine for heavens sake….a robot…your not from this earth…..what’s wrong with you?….I don’t just understand..….50 plumbing issues….50 “oh sh*t, I’ve run out of sand paper again”….50 fifty dodgy tradies…50 “now where did I leave that tool”….50 “oh boy, now why did I unplug the toilet so early?” episodes…… 50 times 50 times a million times a billion…awww god, ever the Rubik's Cube was easier to understand than this……
I bought your first two books Peter…yes I did…. and I read every single page…digested every word….hung off every syllable like some scholar who just discovered the dead sea scrolls..…but in all of it, I never got a sense of what it was like for you personally to renovate those properties…how difficult or straining it was..…you never took me into the trenches with you…I never felt exposed to the real nitty gritty…put simply, you never took me into the heart of the beast!…..come on dude, I beg you to share those moments now like you never share anything in your life….I’m struggling here man….this reno’s killing me….the paint’s peeling…the plumbing’s coming back up….the walls are moving in for heavens sake…..share your past moments of despair and frustration…share them so I know how bad it can get before it gets better….I know, it’s a sick thing to ask….but I’m becoming sick….I’m losing my mind….the way I’m going, I fear they’ll find me lifeless on the bottom of a half-tiled concrete floor, a flat-head screw driver in one hand and crumpled Bunning’s receipt in the other…
Save me before its too late…
George “1-8000-000 Lost-In-A-Reno HelpLine” Grubar
My name is George Grubetic and I’m a reno-holic.
I’m on my 2nd reno in my short investing career….a reno that’s becoming more overwhelming and hard yakka than building the pyramids….its tough, its grimy, its slow and its hard, and there seems to be more dust flying around than a corn field about to be hit by a hurricane…my question is – how did you ever manage to renovate 50 properties?!?….actually, I believe it was close to the 100 mark…whichever, it’s simply unfathomable…..actually, I’d like to share this very defining moment today where I caught myself cutting away a piece of piece of villaboard – disillusioned, tired, slightly pekish and with more flies buzzing around my head than a 3 day old half-eaten McHappy Meal – and I thought to myself, “Spanny, he did 50 of these things?”….”Oh Lord” I thought…..I couldn’t comprehend it….you know, that number is insane….your insane…your a machine for heavens sake….a robot…your not from this earth…..what’s wrong with you?….I don’t just understand..….50 plumbing issues….50 “oh sh*t, I’ve run out of sand paper again”….50 fifty dodgy tradies…50 “now where did I leave that tool”….50 “oh boy, now why did I unplug the toilet so early?” episodes…… 50 times 50 times a million times a billion…awww god, ever the Rubik's Cube was easier to understand than this……
I bought your first two books Peter…yes I did…. and I read every single page…digested every word….hung off every syllable like some scholar who just discovered the dead sea scrolls..…but in all of it, I never got a sense of what it was like for you personally to renovate those properties…how difficult or straining it was..…you never took me into the trenches with you…I never felt exposed to the real nitty gritty…put simply, you never took me into the heart of the beast!…..come on dude, I beg you to share those moments now like you never share anything in your life….I’m struggling here man….this reno’s killing me….the paint’s peeling…the plumbing’s coming back up….the walls are moving in for heavens sake…..share your past moments of despair and frustration…share them so I know how bad it can get before it gets better….I know, it’s a sick thing to ask….but I’m becoming sick….I’m losing my mind….the way I’m going, I fear they’ll find me lifeless on the bottom of a half-tiled concrete floor, a flat-head screw driver in one hand and crumpled Bunning’s receipt in the other…
Save me before its too late…
George “1-8000-000 Lost-In-A-Reno HelpLine” Grubar