2021-09-18 — Finally Sunday

It’s been a bust-my-tail kind of a week–all week. Running and gunning. Up late, up early, pounding, pounding, pounding.

Today was no exception. I think I went to bed about 3 again and up at 7 something again. Pretty tired. Grateful it be Sunday. Gonna sleep a good while–put my phone on silent tonight and just… crash. Looking forward to it.

😁

Had another divorce before the marriage. The guy who was supposed to start tomorrow called and said he decided not to take the position. So… all me still.

Need a name for my nonprofit. If I can just come up with that, I’ll get my accountant on it, get the ball rolling, and move forward into doing the things that make my heart sing.

Names… so… hard!

If you have any suggestions, feel free to comment/email/text/carrier pigeon/whatever.

Bed is calling. 5 cars. Lots of things wen sideways today, and my persona went full tilt sailor.

Time for bed. Almost six months of every-single-day posts. Perhaps I should think more about quality over quantity, but I know me: If I stop, it’s really hard to just pick up. Even a single day off, and boom, it’s 6 months.

Love to all.

Lift the World.

~ stephen