For years, I optimised every detail of my life. Every project had to be justified. Every book had to make me smarter. Every meeting had to be worth my hourly rate. In corporate finance, that mindset served me well. But this raises the question: What am I optimising for? Even recently, as I follow my passion for a living, I catch myself treating time like a spreadsheet, hassling to squeeze value out of every minute. Everything changed when I adopted Toffee. A puppy doesn’t care about your calendar or that you gave a keynote to 120 people. He doesn’t ask whether cuddles are a good use of your time. He just rugby tackles you with love and doesn’t think twice about it. And I’ll be honest, I still struggle with over-optimising. But one messy, tail-wagging hug from Toffee, and the worrying stops for a moment. My mind finally slows down, and I remember that not everything worth doing has to be productive. Maybe that’s the whole point of money. Maybe thats the whole point of life? What’s one thing that earns you nothing, but gives you everything? - @financewithpatrick