… there was so much from yesterday I meant to write but didn’t get around to it. Like how Emma would go out our driveway turn left then go up the closes driveway on her left then do it again. Was her own little lap, loop, on her “big girl bike” as she’s so quick and eager to call it, share with other people that she has such transportation efficiency. And Jack with that race car that Mom and Dad got him. The green one that’s a total beast of a remote car for a kid his age. Just perfect, really, as he loves to drive it off sidewalks, into his sister’s bike, into puddles, around the block with me walking.
Businesses are people. People are not businesses but people, stories, lives, love and pain… past and the current pages. I have to remember this when I sit to write as I am now or when working, prospecting but not prospecting, but looking for people to know, meet, somehow work with.
Again quiet. Jack in the other room reading while Emma naps. I sip this coffee slow so my energy is assured, or more or less expected. Just heard from a prospect, not going with our services. I expected that, honestly. More an SMB opportunity than something Enterprise level.