I’m not going to the San Diego Undies conference in September. The brutal truth of it is that even if I get the cash together before then, my home repairs this year aren’t all paid for yet, and I’m a man who believes in paying his bills. You get what you pay for, and the work that’s been done has been outstanding, and these guys deserve to be paid in full.
I’m not using the words “I can’t go to San Diego”, I’m saying “I choose to not go to San Diego”. There’s a vast difference in those two phrases. It’ll hurt not to go (as I had made it a priority before my house started caving in), just like it hurt not going to Orlando last year. But I simply cannot justify jetting off to the northern hemisphere using money that in essence belongs to people who’ve done work for me recently. It’s not like a debt with a bank (they could just wait and choke on it), a tradesperson’s livelihood is dependant on people paying for sevices rendered, and I couldn’t live with not doing just that.
I’m not bitter or angry about not going, just a little disappointed. I really want to meet the people I’ve gotten to know online. It’ll happen, just not in September.
It’s all about perspective really.