12-7-23
Dad’s birthday.
So thankful for him, his words, his genius, everything.
Had to come back tot he condo, forgetting my fucking work laptop’s cord in the office. At desk now, Raining lightly, warm and perfection all around in this office. Don’t want to get back on the Road and I do for the site visit at the wine storage place in American Canyon. Ugh…
Breakfast burrito from Noto, first in a while. Was hungry, technically against new no-carb diet I’m trying to pull off but fuck it, it’s been a morning.
EOD freeing up a bit, so that helps.
As Dad advised, I’m choosing to not let some people in, their soggy and overused barbs. Not letting them connect. I will not let myself or my mood be moved, at all.
10:40, meeting in 20. See if she shows. She’s been MIA for the past few. Out of my hands, so my concern is nonexistent.
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Many hours later, all three with me. Cold outside, cozy in loft. Day was stressful and scattered and I take responsibility. Need to audit calendar more frequently, no more than one client meeting and assessment a day.
These assessments are teaching me a lot about MY business. No more on that here, on blog…