Computer moving slow and it’s a bit frustrating but I move past.

Big sale yesterday.  No celebration.  Two other strong leads to follow, and set up 2021… write out the entire plan.  More conversation, more writing, more projects within projects but always coming back to my agency.

Yesterday challenging on so many strokes and notes, most dealing with kids and their feeling cooped in this house, away from their friends.  Quarantine-esque, though we can leave when we wants.  Jack now speaks from the kitchen in a voice connoting and just principally noting happiness and contentment with the day and what he’s doing.  Sip coffee… coffee coffee. COFFEE.

Move quicker, I tell myself.  Today will be better than yesterday, for a number of reasons.  Not that yesterday was bad, just challenging and nonstop.  The covid test wasn’t as bad or awkward as I thought. Would’ve rather been doing anything, honestly.

Breakfast quick.  Then back at this desk.  Budget… plan more or not at all.  2021… not that I’m focusing on 2020 ending like so many.  That mentality is poisonous, in my opinion.  2021… just a new year.  That’s where my excitement is, stems from, is nurtured by.