8:46 p.m. - October 05, 2007
I had a good Friday training session.
I had a good coaching sessions. These sessions are trying to get at my bedrock truths and strip away the lies I have told myself for years. Yeah, psychobabbly goobledy gook. But it make sense, you know.
I solidified a keynote speaking gig at a conference in Charleston in February. I mean, there are worse places to be than Charleston in February, you know.
Katie, I found, is reading at a quite high level and her writing is improving greatly. I think she'll be ready for third grade soon, right? Heh. (Oh, please no!)
I HAVE AN OFFICE!
No more conference room. No more guessing if I had voice mail. I have a space. My own space.
So I had le iPod on whilst I was moving stuff back and forth (and amusing the Word Processing area). After one load, the song "Dear Lover" by Social Distortion came on my headphones.
And of course, I spent the next 3 minutes or so blazing some air rhythm guitar.