Watching All-Star game with Jackie later, so “off” early. Going through leads gathered from yesterday, and communicating pricing for one conversation that definitely has my attention and another that will probably go nowhere.
Jack and Emma in the office with me now, watching a Bugs Bunny cartoon on the AE phone. Coffee… not stressing over sales. Refusing. Stony Point Starbucks first, then…. Just noticed something. Too much pattern. Too much repetition. Not that I’m doing so, but I’m mindful of it.
Looking in different areas for new business. That’s the aim. The aim…. I know what the aim is, my own office and never having to prospect for new business EVER again. Have it come to me the same way people do a restaurant, or line at a fast food place. I need to change my patterns if that’s to happen.
7:53. Need to do laundry. Don’t know how that’s going to happen.
55 degrees outside. Perfect. Not supposed to get too hot, today. Think in the 70s somewhere. May not have to do laundry, at least not today.
More coffee. Latte when at the ‘bucks. Ideas bombard me.
Tentatively signed up for this service or online school for learning web design and development. Gave them my name, email, phone number. In a stretch of time nearly shorter than a blink, I get a text. Then an email. Then I think two phone calls. Then another text. I was annoyed yes, but educated. That is NOT how you start a conversation, develop a prospect or lead. Then, I realized I need to do it on my own – web design and development. Starting with myself… me as a client. That’s how I’ll make that extra 5 or 6k. Take half and set aside for taxes…. Can feel adrenalin when I think about it, my heart increasing in BPM.
My prospecting plan and everything I do as an AE need change. Today. With this cup, with the cartoons. Blog it all, I say to myself. The kids, the desk with all these business cards and coffee cup and Emma’s frozen karaoke thing. Them in this room with me has me alive, loud internally, all music.
They want to be here, in this room, with me. No where else. Emma this morning wanting me to pick her up and hold her, I tell her she’s difficult to hold now ‘cause she’s grown so much. “No, I’m 5 and a half, Dada…. You have a little white heard on your heeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaad….” She said teasingly. I laughed and told her I love her more than anything in the world. Not sure she heard me.
The kids….. they are the answer, the same way that running is. Health, and Mental Health, production…. These realizations change what needed to be changed.
8:10, on clock technically. Taking out AE laptop. Eager to meet the day, see what she wants and how we can collaborate. Where do I start my hunt for conversation…. With what I already have. Exhaust the current before searching new.