Came back from walking the dogs just as the sun started dropping.
Maybe half an hour of light left. Tops.
That’s when I spotted it. Every neighbour on the street had their brown bins out. Garden waste collection tomorrow morning.
Oh bollocks.
My yard looked like a bomb had hit it. Fallen leaves everywhere. Rotting apples all over the place. Absolute disaster zone.
So I grabbed this massive rake I picked up at a car boot sale. Started attacking the mess like a madman. Racing against the dying light. Trying to fill the bin before I couldn’t see anymore.
Of course Morgan had other plans. My spaniel kept dropping his slobbery ball exactly where I needed to rake. Every single time. Right in the middle of the biggest pile.
Fine. I gave in. Leaned the rake against the bin. Threw the ball for him. Then got straight back to work.
You know that classic cartoon gag? Where someone steps on a rake and it smacks them in the face?
Turns out it’s not just a cartoon.
It’s bloody real. And it hurts like absolute hell.
Got a purple eye to prove it too.
Sat there afterwards thinking maybe I should just hire a gardener. Let someone else deal with this rubbish. Stop trying to fix everything myself.
Then it hit me. Not another rake thankfully.
We do this with our businesses too. We try fixing everything ourselves. Building complex funnels. Learning new tech. Connecting seventeen different tools together.
All while the light’s running out on our goals.
What if there was a simpler way? What if you didn’t need to fix all that stuff?
That’s exactly why I created the No Funnel Fix. No tech headaches. No complex systems. Just simple conversations that bring in clients.
You’ve been overthinking it mate.
Cheers,
Neil “Purple Eye” Spruce
