Fed Ex Is Here!
I'll never forget that day. The day my very first 'batch' arrived and luckily for me, it arrived just in the nick of time. Now, why do I say just in time? Because the RV was just about to happen. It was about to go down, about to 'pop' and luckily for me I was able to squeeze in at the last possible second.
And as I sit here now, in the same position I was in all those years ago, I can't help but wonder what could have happened to that 'deadline'. To that two week 'window' that I was blessed with being able to squeeze in to. Apparently it has gone the same direction as with all the other windows, all of the 'sooner than laters', all of the ASN's that have come and gone over the many years since then.
Yet, thinking back, I still hold on to that excitement, that thrill, that knowing that it was finally my time to shine. That things were finally gonna turn around for me. All of this was taking place just about the same time that the Real Estate market began to crumble. As I watched the values of everything around me literally fall from the sky and over the cliff and all seemingly overnight no less, I knew I was only a couple weeks away from saving myself.
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If I just hung on a little longer, I'd be able to save my home, my car, pretty much everything I owned and all the rest of the stuff that I merely 'owned' on paper. But that wasn't to be. As the days, weeks, months and years continued to tick by, I lost one thing after another. One by one my world began to crumble and there wasn't much I could do about it. I had risked it all on the real estate market and yes, I lost. Big time.
As I look back on it now, perhaps if I had swallowed my pride a bit earlier, accepted a lowball offer or two here or there and 'sold out' a bit sooner, there's a chance I might not have the exceptionally horrible credit rating, not to mention I might not be quite as hugely in debt as I am now. But all of that is water under the bridge as they say. There's no going back, it is what it is. What's done is done.
The crazy part is that at that time I promised myself that I would never take another risk, never gamble on anything ever again. No way, not gonna happen. But when suddenly, out of nowhere, I heard about the Iraqi Dinar and all of its 'too good to be true' possibilities, to say I was intrigued was a complete understatement.
And so immediately I was faced with a huge dilemma. Do I take every last dime I have and spend it on a get rich quick scheme? A pie in the sky, too good to be true, gotta be a scam (and according to everything I could find on the internet it was without a doubt a scam) hair brain scheme like the revalue of the Iraqi Dinar? Not to mention I only had a very small window, a make or break, now or never opportunity to change my future. I had to make up my mind and darn quick, otherwise I was going to miss my one and only opportunity to save my life.
Rationalizing, to myself anyway, that I was going to be throwing that money away on bills anyway, basic survival for a short time, what did I have to lose. I mean, it was only going to be a couple short weeks before the RV happened and then I'd be set. Surely I could hang on that long. Then I'd be able to pay all my bills and relax. So I jumped online, ordered my first million IQD and began to dream.
If it came in at $.05, I could pay off some bills, find a place to rent and begin to rebuild my life. Then I decided to get risky and began to dream of $.10. Ahhhh, now THAT'S more like it. I could really get back on my feet with that. I'll never forget the day I really began to 'dream big' and allowed my mind to drift all the way up to $.30. Can you say Gamechanger? That would allow me to file bankruptcy and totally start over.
As the weeks and months began to fly (ok, drag) by and still no RV, I began to spend more time on in depth research and the more I learned about Iraq, how it got to where it was as well as its potential, the more excited I became. Sure, I was worried that 'it' hadn't happened yet but at the same time, I was also becoming more aware of Iraqs true potential and how if everything went according to 'plan', my $.30 dreams deserved another zero added on to the far right side and a movement of the decimal point.
That's when I really began to get excited. And it's that 'foundation' that I built all those years ago that has kept me in the game all this time. Because I know it's not an 'if' but merely a matter of 'when'. I know it's gonna happen without a doubt, it's just the when that is the remaining unknown.
Sure, I'm human and I have those mornings when I wake up with huge disappointment over another hopeful week ending in another stomach churning weekend but at the end of the day it's my foundation (as well as the positivity of others I've 'met' along the way) that I return to time and again, helping me to stay in the game when I need it most.
So everybody, just hang in there a bit longer. Will it be this week? Who knows. Maybe next week, maybe next month? Again, that's anybodys best guess. But one thing's for certain, it's gonna happen. Just as sure as the Fed Ex trucks brakes are gonna squeal and the horn is gonna honk each time he stops out front with every new batch of dinar he delivers.