Day started on a strange and somewhat infuriating note, noticing my laptop was at HQ. FUCK!! So, as I had to and much to my scowl, I drove out to fucking Santa Rosa, got that goddamn laptop and started work around 11:40-something… 1:22pm now and I’m caught up. That quick. WHY? No other choice. Standing…
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Friday. Not that I’m one of those Friday rahrahrah people…
Class in 17 minutes. Looking at this at anything but sales or sales-related. EVERYTHING Heights Highway, where I’m placing everything. Even myself. Consolidating in the easiest way, and that’s what I’m learning to appreciate – when something is made simple, more singularized, it is more applicable, or useful, more adaptable I guess. Too many want…
Stopping for a second… Attitude, Skill, KNOWLEDGE.
Nothing blocking me from what I want, need, or even am thinking of acquiring. Sonoma County wine day yesterday for the wedding, and now the Stories find me and try to distract me but I don’t allow. No distractions… staying in this Sales Academy. That will be the base, the turf, foundation I guess. Sending…
In office, moving quickly…. Need more coffee. 60 days till Alter, the Nurse and her writer boy, as she sometimes calls me.
In these 60 days, BUILDING…. Not running at lunch I reason, did 5 yesterday and need to run in the morning. When am I going to get that? Not beating myself up… committed to content creation this day and the week. Everything Heights Highway moving up in attention and priority and scenes in my imagination,…
NOTES…
Day with an odd vibe. Seeing it as an opportunity. My only choice. Recent news still in the writer’s head, but I write and create through it. See self as a small business owner with only one option – PIVOT. Be adaptable, and more BOLD. Making Stories and voices, LIFE, from what most just pass,…
Need to be back in the vineyard,
sooner than soon.
Capturing everything on Catalina, and…
wine-breaking with the bride. #NURSEANDPROFESSORVIBEZ
Return to wine’s Story… #vinovinevin
Finding old shots, bringing back memories and telling me that the Literature is still there. Following…
Modeling…
Not just for Sales Life and Training…. But for the entire Story. 🖊️
5-28-26
Silly in my thoughts, careless and it feels amazing, freeing, like I’m reborn or something. Seriously. ….. Consolidating. Simplifying and singularizing. Just me, this blog, the books, not too many “businesses”, I promised myself walking up the stairs to the office just as I turned on the light. Waiting for student to log on… PEACE,…
Taking a minute in the break room. Not alone, and that’s fine.
I want to hear other conversations…. People talking, their stories. Two people at my writing booth, talking about cooking, and then running, then waking up super early and running and working out. FUCK, I say to myself. I need to get up at get it out of the way. Chris last night telling me that’s…
jouRNal…
5-16-26 I’m 47 in 13 days. My first thought this morning. At house now, getting ready for day in Sonoma County with Nurse, visiting friend Taryn at her winery, just up the road a few miles from our condo, which still hasn’t fucking sold. I’m impatient, and not really sure what the fuck the realtor…