Assessment of 2025
Hello, polishers,
when I look back at the year 2025 today, I don’t just see numbers, jobs, or a calendar full of notes. I see a man in work overalls, getting up in the morning with a sore back, washing his hands blackened by polishing compound in the evening, and wondering whether it all makes sense. I see myself.
The year started quite quietly. With the renovation of a small room where I finally wanted to create a storage space. No glory, no fanfare – just work, dust, and the feeling that I was slowly putting things in order. And it worked. At that moment, I felt joy. The quiet, manly kind. Not because of praise, but because something that had existed only in my head was suddenly standing right in front of me.
Then April came… and with it a blow I really didn’t expect. The website collapsed. Out of nowhere. In the middle of the main season. For some, just a technical issue. For me, a feeling like the ground was taken from under my feet. Luckily, I have my brother. And his friend. Two guys who stood with me face to face with the problem and put the website back together so it could handle the biggest pressure of the season. Today, when you’re reading this, you’re already on a completely new website. Clearer. Cleaner. Exactly the kind I had wanted for a long time.
But 2025 was not an ordinary year.
It was a year that got under my skin.
At the end of the year, it came like an avalanche. A burst radiator in the house – luckily I was home. On top of that, the gas boiler. The water heater. And I told myself that if I was already dealing with it, I might as well paint the lower part of the house. But you know how it goes… you roll on the paint and it starts peeling off. So out came the scraper, water, and scraping. Slowly. Bit by bit. But it worked. Because a person can handle more than they think. It just sometimes takes more strength than they would like.
And as if that wasn’t enough – Christmas Eve. One of those mornings when your head is full of completely different things. I’m driving to work and my Caddy decides it’s had enough. Limp mode. EGR. From 55 kW suddenly down to 30. The horses gone. And you’re standing there thinking: “Seriously? Now? Today?”
But even this gets dealt with. The car is at the doctor’s. And I know that this chapter will close too.
The whole last year was… moody.
One moment up. The next moment down. One month everything worked perfectly. The next month, silence. Maybe you know that feeling too.
What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger.
I also received an offer for cooperation. I turned it down. Not because I was afraid, but because I want to stay straight. Selling products I don’t believe in, I can’t do. I don’t want to. On my e-shop, I only want to have things that bring real value. To me. And above all, to you.
I’m not avoiding cooperation. Quite the opposite. I’m happy to test, record, and share. But only under fair conditions. I put my name into it. My hands. And ten years of searching for the best way to polish fast, high-quality, and honestly.
That was my year 2025.
A year of falls, repairs, doubts… but also determination.
And now comes the most important part.
I’m not giving up.
The year 2026 will be my eleventh year in polishing.
The eleventh year when I get up, turn on the machine, and keep going.
Because this is not just a job.
This is my path.
Thank you for being here.
And let’s keep fighting.
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