The Art of Making Just Enough Money to Live an Extraordinary Life

There’s this lie we’re sold—loudly, constantly, aggressively.

"Get rich or die trying."
Scale fast. Grind harder. Build an empire.
Work now so one day, maybe, you can breathe.

But I don’t want an empire.
I want a Tuesday morning surf session.
I want coffee on the porch with my wife and nowhere to be.
I want my life back now, not after I burn out chasing someone else’s dream.

I Don’t Want More

I want enough.

Enough to say no to bad clients.
Enough to take a month and live out of the back of a truck.
Enough to shape boards in my garage and sell just a few, not mass-produce thousands.
Enough to eat good food, sleep well, love fully, and not dread Mondays.

I want a life that feels crafted, not crammed.

What If We Redefined Wealth?

Not in commas. But in hours.

• How many hours do I own in a day?

• How often can I say yes to adventure?

• How free is my mind when I’m with the people I love?

• How present can I be at sunset—no phone, no rush?

Wealth, for me, is being able to surf when the swell hits.
To take a trip when the heart says go.
To run in the morning. Read scripture. Build with my hands.
To be rich in time, not trapped by a paycheck.

I'm Not Trying to Get Rich

I’m trying to live slow.
To live real.
To live light.

I’m building something lean, intentional, and alive.
Not scalable in the traditional sense, but deeply scalable in joy.

Here’s the secret:
Just enough money + a clear vision = freedom.

Not excess. Not “influencer” stuff.
Not Lambos or launch parties or five-figure masterminds.

Just enough.

To surf more. Travel farther. Create freely. Love harder.
To wake up and not need an alarm because you’re actually excited to live your day.

I’m not interested in waiting until I’m 65 to start living.
I want to build a life that feels like Saturday… every day.

And I’m telling you—it’s possible.
But you’ve got to want less, first.
Then you’ll start to see what actually matters.

Griff