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Building an Empire: From Diaper Duty to Dynasty — My Hilarious Journey (with Occasional Tears)
Ah, the empire. It conjures images of sprawling palaces, legions of loyal subjects, and enough gold to Scrooge McDuck himself.
But for us regular folks, building an empire often starts a little differently — with a screaming baby strapped to your chest while frantically Googling “diaper blowout solutions.”
Now, don’t get me wrong, there’s a definite allure to building something grand, something that screams, “Hey world, I did a thing!” Whether it’s for your kids (who currently define “empire” as a pile of discarded Legos), your partner (who just wants you to come to bed before midnight for once), or yourself (because hey, adulting is hard and a little self-reward never hurt), the drive to create something lasting is powerful.
But let me tell you, the road to empire-building is paved with equal parts ambition and exhaustion.
There are nights that stretch longer than the Nile, fueled by questionable coffee and the unwavering belief that this next marketing strategy will be the one.
There are classes that make your brain feel like overcooked spinach, and enough online tutorials to turn you into a human Wikipedia of whatever industry you’ve chosen to conquer.
