9/11/12 08:07

The big meeting today, this morning, in 55 minutes. I’m still at home as I’ll head straight there from here.

It should be OK, save for any giant curve balls they can through. I mean throw.  It’s an update and proposal meeting for a two-year project. We’re about 5 months in.

It’s probably the highest-level meeting I’ve had here so far. Will wear shoes today. And a collar.

My brain seems to be working OK this morning. It’d be helpful if my eyes weren’t red.

9/11/12 15:10

Smoked it. Used the full hour. The group is thrilled. Lots of “nice job”s and “well done”s. I wonder if wearing a suit made me temporarily one of them. We were all suited, except for the women who were businessy with whatever you call those things. Not pant suits. The other thing.

Anyway.

We debriefed once the honchos left and all feel pretty good. I really like this project and really care about it. I think it has so much potential. We have 1.3 more years.

I headed straight from there to the gym to get back to my world. I trained on the heavy bag and pull up bar for about an hour and then headed for the showers to relax for a few minutes before getting back to things here in my office.

I don’t belong in an office and I’m lucky I so rarely have to be in one. It’s only when I’m here that I think about how much I need to not be sitting here, and how I much I should be out there, making shit happen. Not writing about the thing, but writing THE THING, writing reality into existence through action. Authoring a life.

Three days no coffee and I’m fine.