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…

After lunch with new Trainee, and making nice progress on the 30/60/90 Project, I’m eased.  Not feeling the post-10k exhaustion that I had earlier.

Coffee’s cold but I don’t care, honestly.  Listening to lofi people walking by and smiling each with a unique greeting and I couldn’t be having a better Monday if I fucking tried. 3 PM meeting cancelled.  Recruiting meeting at 2:30, giving self another project but this one personal, revolving around our wedding. This weekend, two…

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9-21-25 The MAAP.  Attitude and its Architecture, making a project of it, for ME. Thinking this morning about the week ahead, and how I’m frustrated with SELF and some of my consistencies.  Watching a blogger I follow and his new running project turns me into a drawing board of my own. 9:20 AM.  Stop thinking,…

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Back in the chair, Oliver laying close to me, which he rarely does when I come up here to work.  Nurse still in her ward, for another 90 minutes or so she tells me. Inventory, now the practice.  All writings have to be put out as a generator.  Listening to 80s tracks which I rarely…

Energy.

Attitude. Deploying SKILL….  Keep a log, whatever it looks like. (Should be putting this in the Playbook for Content, and I will, but quickly noting here, for now…) 10:07, meeting done and my thoughts are everywhere.  Thinking in terms of deliverables, and inventory.  I love it.  Excited and a bit nervous, feeling not so much…

9-18-25

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…

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After a trip to the coffee spot by the Green the other week, I turned left and left on a random street, then writer back in chair.  Cup smoldering on desk, taste still bitter but beautiful and seductive nudge.  Don’t want to be stuck in thought so I won’t let SELF stop typing, who gives…