September’s end. Vacaville, 8:24 PM. Prepping for meeting with VP. Finished all prep last night, just going through PPT now. I hate PowerPoint, to be honest. Makes me feel dependent and shackled, confined and it detracts from confidence. But, I’m making it work. It’s a standard, I get it. Taking some time to self, didn’t…
Tag: kids
Day starting in Field with coworker from the MDU world,
driving me to several parts of Santa Rosa, looking at different building and install types. Reminded me of the AE days doing site visits. Most will think this is geeky tech talk but I’m not from the world, this world, so I find it interesting and feel the same way I did as a new…
At the drawing board…
Notes and more of them, swarming. Not sure where my energy and focus is pulling me. Still with the old pictures… need to get out, take more. Wherever I am. Not much here in Vacaville, really. So diving into the camera and seeing what I forgot about. And there’s more than I thought, thankfully. Slow…
3:40 PM
Back from baseball. Exhausted from heat, and listening to people talk. And talk. Talk more. Go back and forth about whatever in that expected and airy, lazy laugh and “Ha ha huh….. yeah yeah yeah”, the soccer mom/baseball dad language. Nothing against it, just when it’s so trite, I glaze. Barely energy to type. Relax,…
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Indecision. 11:38 Cleaning the Archive, that weird but intriguing closet or storage space, or para-room in the master bedroom. Thought about moving this desk in there, but then put a knife through the Composition of my indecision. Typing in room, coffee and not espresso, my mood calm and SELF assembled. No negatives. SELF.CARE… the day’s…
8:58 AM. Walked to Noto, treated self to a latte. Still waking.
Can tell the thinking is slow and not yet with up wheels. Starting the week off with the Curriculum of SELF-CARE. What the Nurse told me long ago is the one thing we all need to invest in, more. Starting a new Sales Trainer log on phone, first thoughts are Explore and ‘Find Your Answers’. …
morning-ing journaling
8:57 AM Windsor…. Been a while since I’ve written in this spot on a Saturday. Emma and Henry up, Jack here later, much later. Emma with a game, and the day is structured. Latte singing to me. Didn’t work last night as desired, and I’m more than at peace with it. Wanted all the time…
Running out of battery, and again forgot my bloody charger at home. So.. some words before lunch.
Taking a breath, a pause and collecting SELF. Listening to the activity of the office. Every voice I hear is cheerful, relaxed even when in the pulse of productivity. Notes for next week’s session.. Taking some of my own instruction and carving it into my habits and mood, everything about me this Thursday. Clear, CONFIDENT,…
1:44 PM. Kids inside with me, well over fucking 90 outside.
Taking time to write in the DECIDED project. Life is good, I messaged the Nurse. And it is. I can only credit her with most if not all of it. Not thinking, after his morning’s MeMeeting. The deliberation is a stall. Not sure a tactic but habit I cut like excessively long hair. Hear the…
Emma behind me having conversations with herself and imaginary characters over the button pushing and sounds of a toy cash register.
I smile and laugh a little to myself, she doesn’t hear me. Just continues with her business and play. “What kind of business are you running, Mama?” “Grocery market.” The simplicity and firmness of her answer makes me smile again. So into character, so dedicated and exploratory with her language. Finish the latte, planning day…
Kids still in bed. Latte so strong that I can’t sip it in my normal quick.
Marking calendar, organizing monies and thinking again of a business idea. Not sure what and honestly I’m somewhat afraid to find one, or have one speak to me and the search and questions stop. Feel like I did in college, and funny this started yesterday with me stopping in Redwood Café for a quick Diet…
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