The savings hit zero
Fifteen million pesos of runway, fourteen months, one honest accounting on camera, and a deadline: sales this month or back to normal jobs.
// trace: where this idea came from
- ↳ video diary @ 9:58 (la cuenta en ceros)
- ↳ Entry 23-2: A twenty-million-peso email (el plan B, ahora con fecha)
For the record, because this diary promised honest numbers: the account is basically at zero ▸ 9:58.
The runway math, reconstructed on camera: roughly 15 million COP saved across the working years, job left about fourteen months ago ▸ 12:15. The first months ate the biggest share in travel ▸ 12:37; since then the burn rate has been almost comically small, creatine, protein, chocolate, an occasional Uber and one cinema trip, because living with the parents removes rent and most food ▸ 11:28. Frugality stretched fifteen million into fourteen months of full-time learning; it cannot stretch it further.
months bought: ~14
current balance: ~0
rent + most food: covered by family (the hidden subsidy, acknowledged)
So the deadline, spoken to Julia and now archived: if this month brings no sales, nothing comes out, then it’s off to find normal jobs, and we continue in parallel ▸ 9:45. This is entry 23-2’s plan B moving from contingency to countdown; the diary’s job is to hold the date. July is the month being weighed.
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Worth saying without flinching: this isn’t a failure entry. Fifteen million pesos bought a full-stack education, three shipped products, a company, and this archive. Most master’s degrees cost more and teach less. But tuition is over, and everything from here forward has to be paid for by the thing itself. The tiredness is real too, eyes hurting, days of days ▸ 8:57. The bet was always that the skills would arrive before the zero did. They arrived. Now the race is whether the clients do…