Monday December 15th, 2025 09:37 At the desk. Working on the Report Card project, part of the 30/60/90 for the Sales Teams. Going into new year, which in my thoughts has already got off the ground, I hold myself to simple markers. Could be as simple as, “Get up from the chair once today, go…
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A day of ME.
That’s what I’m promising. Appropriate precursor for the new year. Finally at the desk after making a second pass at Peet’s. Just a small coffee. Now here, meditative. Not expecting anything. Just intaking the morning and this room. Building my fortitude, or compiling character in a way I never have. I can see myself changing. …
Normalizing New and Me
08:49. Admittedly, not much writing done over the past few days, spanning Thanksgiving, then another Thanksgiving, having company over, then yesterday a much needed day of quiet and zen, some productivity, and SELF-CARE. 2026 Starting yesterday. And there is a very sharp and specific aim and architecture to it all. Negativity is no longer heard. …
14:55 —> Up from a quick rest. Still fucking drained from yesterday and with this new project, I need to allocate energy where most optimal.
Find myself second-guessing. What else can I do, when all I have are my own thoughts. Well, a simple answer, DON’T FUCKING DO THAT. Doubt yourself why. What does that accomplish? And all the fucking time you spent doing that, gone. You’re not getting it back. So, restart. TOPIC.NEXT. The Sales Heights idea started by…
11-17-25
09:20 in office, moving more than just a single mile a minute. Refusing to let the morning or day or anyone or anything slow me. Four blogs, no…. Sticking to this one and making it work. Overhead, ZERO. Prepping for a 30-day check-in with a Rep. Field Sales. Writing more curriculum as the day stretches…
10-2-25
In office. 09:51. Quiet. Meeting with VP at 11:00. Running today without any excuses or delays, or no-show from me on pavement. Running today, no doubt. 5k to 5 miles, somewhere in there. Going slow. Distance is the goal so just telling myself, “FIVE MILES, you’re doing five miles.” 10:44, meeting in a bit, no…
Prepared for tomorrow’s meeting with VP but need to organize.
No more new docs or journals or paper tables like a legal pad or something started. Done. I have all I need. I know there are few silver bullets in existence, if any, but I’m thinking in terms of them. How to boost conversation rates, how to make Reps stronger, how to propel them and…
9-30-25
Booked event for sales team, for next month. Now back to scribbling ideas on Key Behaviors Project, and the ‘Assessment Hub’, as I call it. Peaceful day, listening to a LoFi playlist meant for studying, and focus. It called for rain, but now…. Wanting another latte, with the disappointment of no rain. Might treat the…
notes
“So alive and electric and fearless today, babe…” I just wrote the Nurse. And I am. Can’t hold it in place, can’t bottle it. Maybe it’s the coffee, maybe it’s simply being here, present, anchored in this shifting routine I’ve carved out inside ’50—what we call this building. 1:36 PM. So quiet it feels staged,…
In office a little late but I’m catching up. Meetings all day.
Singularizing, simplifying. Thinking of my brother Chris’ stories and explanations of how he built his business. The cowering space, the cafe, and other. I see what I’m doing wrong. Or maybe not wrong, but what I could improve. Again, simplifying. Lunch comes and goes, and I’m standing at the desk with two of my three…
Back from a day long and stuffed with baseball hours. Kids relaxing, me as well. Deserved, so well-deserved.
How I am with myself, the inward scribbles and talk, how it forms and the resulting tangibles. Wish I could spend the day tomorrow in content production mode, but no. Office. Meetings. And more meetings. All the internet talk. Don’t get me wrong, I love it, but this Professor Mikey drawing board is electric and…
Writing this morning and new mind about me. Being a champion, fighter, just accepting the visions I have as real.
Traveling the world with the Nurse, writing a book in this condo and keeping this condo as just that – a Windsor Writing Station. Much the same the new train station down the street has become realize by Windsor’s town. 9:24 AM… kids playing outside, me shredding some papers as I more and more hate…
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