Starting day with a money project. One I just thought of. And, taking notes for next week. One, don’t be in the office. Canvass, knock on doors, meet everyone in business you can. Save Friday for in-office day, admin and strategizing.
Today, a minimal spend day. Not a no-spend. Get a run in, somehow. Someone in leads group suggested a running book. Might buy later, have plenty to read now with current texts for classes and papers, and my own writing. Need follow own counsel of reading aloud what I write, like I taught in last week’s meetings. Get grading done today, if I can. Can I? Yes. Do I want to? Not at fucking all. I laugh as I still struggle with grading, but have improved galactically as a “teacher” and speaker.
Started the book yesterday, when on break and before meeting the IT guy at Del Valle, where we both had a beer and tacos. With the heat outside and a bit in that little family-sung building a beer has never tasted so romantic and harmonious with a day’s weather. Anyway, the book…. Writer in the tech world, or internet world, somewhere where you wouldn’t expect him.
8:02, babies awake. Jack in trouble for something he did and I struggle to be the angry parent of retribution. I’ve expressed to him that I’m not pleased with what he did but I assured and reassured that I love him and that I’m his daddy and I will always be his daddy and love him. Should I have not done that? Far more important than money, or any tracking of money, budgeting, any associated mood.
Another part of next week’s Sonic plan—do more of what I like, what makes me happy. Which is pretty much everything, but the elements which make me most happy will receive voluminous intent and focus, and presence and practice. This was to me very much said when I met with the Petaluma prospect, and I spoke Sonic and its offerings. I felt more confident with the more technical and connective composition than I thought I would. I felt confident, happy, home.