Still moving quickly, no indication of a slow anywhere close.

No choice but to keep producing till a shift occurs, and it has to be from the new story.  Not calling it a “sales story” anymore, the words congealed like that just give me a feeling of grossness and dishonesty.

Yes, I’m a sales professional and I hate sales and sales people.  Maybe there’s some magic there—  Well wait, HATE is a strong and unnecessary word.  So delete that, even though I won’t.

NEW STORY – people-purposed, or “focused” as was emphasized in the meeting yesterday.

Found a forever-home of sorts with this new telecom.  Coffee done, closer to 09:30 where I promised myself I would switch and change gears, start knocking off tasks..

09:16 – Running later, hopefully.  The route the Nurse and I did a couple months ago I think, up Vaca Valley then left down Browns Valley.  Lunch with Nurse close to 11:00… trying to see what I can produce in the day, challenging myself.

Okay… calm down.  Business cards to left, plan tomorrow on other laptop’s calendar at some point.

Our dinner last night in Winters, Nurse and I talking about it critically on the way to her work.  Love how she deconstructs plates, much more precise and intricately than I can.  ‘Cause she can actually cook.  And me, well, no.  I have to laugh.