Latte from Oliver’s. Not bad. Only thing I’m permitting self aside from sparkling water, during this fast. Just made two calls. Both voicemails. Looking for other businesses…. IDEA.
Writing notes in a bit. Couple more calls…
Left voicemail. Marketing firm in Petaluma. Never heard of them… looking at their site and getting ideas for my businesses. Visual… more photography. May go for a drive later and film and shoot in a vineyard. Where I’ve said I’m the most me, but now I’m starting to not just acclimate to the current work office situation, but needing it. See a story in it. See more stories.
Kids in the other room playing some learning game with bird sounds, sitar riffs, and some gentle kid-focused ambient music. Keep writing, I tell myself and stay in the chair. This latte isn’t the best I’ve ever had, honestly. I should buy a latte or espresso, some coffee drink machine when this is all over and I have my own office, which again Jack asked me about yesterday.
I’m picking up the journal…. On the desk. Went into kitchen to check on babies. They’re taken by the challenges of the screens and the puzzles… fill in a letter here, there, then this song plays. I tell myself again… DIFFERENCE.
Stopping typing. Write students a quick email, then scribble notes in journal.
How would I sell this, this situation, I think to myself. Shelter… IN…. Place. SIP. Huh… as in, wine? As in …. This latte?
10:25. And selling this stage, this corner, this office, my kids going crazy and the virus still out there. What if a virus could be something beneficial? What if it already is? Not with people falling ill, or worse, but in this. With my family, in house, safe, SIPping the latte and typing as I am.
11:58. Lunch, I guess. Other half of the burrito I got yesterday. Stuck in house, not stuck at all. Thinking of the idea of a “secret sauce” as some say and not having it be a secret at all. In fact, blaring it to everyone, and showing that you’re the only one that can do it that way. Interesting.
Took a picture of this desk. This work station. Why… to capture that I’m here, producing, working, being the most me of the me-ness I can put to page. More than productivity, more than staying busy, or moving as I say, even more than staying “STARVED” as my article’s title asserts, but breathing, and not thinking so hard. You don’t need to. Everything you need and have and should want for growth or advance is right HERE with you.
Sparkling water in a bit, some new kind or brand I found on the Oliver’s shelves. What I took since I couldn’t find any of the Bubbly, or do they spell it Buble? Don’t know how to put an accent on the ‘e’, on this basic bitch of a laptop.
Co-worker emailing me and saying she needs a beer from Moonlight, up the street as we’ve met there before with her husband. They’re big fans as am I and more and more and further we get into this stay-the-fuck-home decision.