Need to get out of the house with them at some point, but when.

One more coffee after this, needed.  No time for CCNA study, at least that I can see.  Taking this laptop to the 3rd floor office.

Attitude today, one of hunger and assurance, writing in EVERY DAY journal earlier, now working on third floor which is rare but I need to do this.  Switch up routines, do things different… everything.

Pile of laundry in the hall that’s as tall as a hefty knoll.  Should get started on it, but waiting.  Not sure what for.  A different perspective, a certain time on the clock, no idea.

Making this condo more of a project, a certain type of HOME.  Not planning on buying any new furniture, at least not in the next month or so, but making the loft and its floors something that I write about.

A project yes like I said, but more than that.  This place fascinates me, to be honest.  And I live here.  More than gratitude what I’m citing or feeling, I don’t know what it is, to be honest.

Calming down, getting to work.  This room, the third floor, then the loft and old office on the first floor which sometimes I think of as a focus room… somewhere to do one thing.  Workout, write, whatever.  But just one thing.

Minimalism, peace, simplicity, consolidation… thought I needed to buy another journal for this CCNA and SE Road I’m about to travel but looked in that weird closet in our room that I call the Archive, and found a journal from the wine industry days, circa 2012.

The Story is working in favors, and for me.  But, discipline I remind myself.  New habits and practices, combat distraction with WORK.