Habits are hard to break...
After my three children had been returned to my care (after my divorce....yes...I voluntarily became Mr. Mom) life was quite different...
While I was an electronics technician for an electrical utility, receiving six digits ...it was a worthless job..
The guaranteed check was nice, but I wanted more time with my children..
I became a day-trader...got pretty good at it. Didn't need the company job.
As I had liquidated the vast majority of my assets, I dove in my meager retirement to make the best of my abilities.
...that was when I became addicted! I paid off a house, three cars and had my eldest off to college.
I had become addicted to making money.. for the sake of making money.
My eldest would have made it to college without my help..
Two of the three cars I could have done without..
Anyway, I've spent the past few weeks trading crypto... Made a few SBD's, but really don't like who I'm becomming. I used to feel that "trading high" about 30 minutes before sunrise when I was a decade younger....
My older and more experienced brain doesn't do that any more.
Based on my time, sleep, food, nutrition, entertainment and peace expenditures, I've pretty much wasted 3 weeks chasing SBD's instead of listening and sharing and enjoying the people on Steemit!
Anyway, I'm back and I should have been back sooner!