Same desk, same mug, except this time there’s a sticky note taped to the edge of the screen: $900.
That’s the floor number from the podcast episode I mentioned last week. Not a target, just the line where I stop panicking and start pulling from the account I’m trying not to touch.
3 weeks of tracking now. Hit it twice. Missed it once by about $140, the week two clients paid late at the same time.
Coffee’s cold again in the photo, laptop still open, phone face down next to it. Nothing dramatic happening, just the Tuesday kind of day where the number is the only thing I’m actually watching.
Note’s still up. Leaving it there.