Did I get enough out of it. Did I hit the numbers that I wanted to with emailing prospects, calls, all that.
Cleaning up desktop a little, and not letting self rush out of here. Still have to write my 300 Sonic words, but I can’t. Not now. Sleepy a bit, even after the coffee I had after the lunch meeting in Kenwood where I had some of the red blend being poured. How do I get self to rise early, earlier than– Hear someone, another AE, nice guy, big help to me, in the conference room still after meeting making calls, staying in character. Dane was right when he said that this is the doorway to whatever you want, career-wise. And the Account Executive model, or narrative is something that shocks me with its reverberate nature and constant antagonization of learning and conversation, music and movement.
Little more cleaning of desk. Now settling, a cruise control of ideas and visions and thoughts of me with my winery or wine shop, or marketing kitchen… lab. Everyone uses that term, LAB. How about ROOM. A marketing room. Don’t like ‘marketing’, either. How about …. Just ‘the room’. Can I do that? Looking at everything on my desk, wanting to go somewhere and do something, raise awareness… plan the rest of the evening. Bed early so I can wake early, and write the day’s remainder. Where am I tomorrow, in office or out? Wherever I want. Call more people in San Rafael, SF, Marin County… the Peninsula…
Wonder what my babies are doing right now. More than likely getting picked up, heading home. Seeing them this weekend interact at the dinner table for Dad’s birthday, more urgency for me to not just focus, but detach. Not try to control a single slice of this story. Just write what happens around you… in the tech office this is challenging I guess you could say, from all the conversations and the codified nature to them. Me, Mike Madigan, learning what I can when I can and trying to assimilate such into my daily talk with prospects. But then I’m told, and before that realized, I don’t have to. AE’s here have Sales Engineers that will do that for you. So Mike Madigan, in his own definition, realizes he’s been doing some things wrong in trying to do too much. All he’s do is bridge, set meetings, yes sell a bit but the Engineer handles all the technical shit. So wait…. I’ve been working too hard?
Consolidation…. How to propel more profitable productivity, strengthen SELF, and to sell more. Simplify. Brainstorming an already over-stormed brain. So does that help, who knows. But a note to self nonetheless.
Need a glass of wine. Yes. I deserve one. What… what does Mike Madigan want? Cab. Or Merlot like the other night. I can’t decide. I write wine but don’t know what wine to have. What’s that mean. Maybe nothing. Maybe everything.