The strange vibe during my morning drive.
Everyone is feeling better and getting back into their routines.
Last night, I watched “The Last of Us” episode 8, which was excellent. This series overall is well done. I am looking forward to next week’s season finale.
I didn’t sleep well due to wind gusts throughout the night. This might account for that strange vibe during my morning drive.
Have a great day and Happy Monday.
6:00 a.m.
A 6:00 am sunrise.
I love that we are getting more hours of daylight.
Happy Saturday.
Winter is officially here.
This morning I learned that Franco Harris died.
Winter is officially here.
Last night, my wife shared a situation that happened at our local tire shop. She needed a tire repaired and waited 3-hours and during her wait, a man arrived needing his tire repaired and didn’t want to wait.
It is important to note both my wife and the man were walk-ins.
Moments later, the man’s car was ready for pick up but my wife was still waiting for the tire repair. When my wife followed up she learned that the man “tipped” the service writer in order to move ahead of the line. She made it a teaching moment because she didn’t want that to happen to someone else.
I didn’t go to the company holiday party, last night. Based on what I was told, I’m glad I didn’t. Cougars, cliques, and drunks – oh my.
Yesterday, the company I work for sent an email about donations for their Holiday Giving Drive through pledges. During lunch, one of the executives conducted a hard sell to get those pledges from employees going to and from lunch. For one hour and fifteen minutes, I stayed hidden at my desk, waiting to use the bathroom.
Every day for the last three weeks, I have been listening to the new guy struggle with his training. Either his trainer is terrible at delivery, or the new guy is not a good fit. Either way, I want a new desk.
Today is my father’s birthday. He would have been 78 years old.
Our postponement has expired. I was hoping for more time. The morning sky cannot hide the truth. I see the warning buried beneath the horizon, preventing the sun from rising.
We’ve entered Scorpio season.
The office was a little empty, yesterday. I think some of the ones out were sick. My daughter left work early for the same reason.
Last night, Jaxx kept barking in the living room. When I went to check on him I found him barking at the container with Sammy’s ashes.
My mother-in-law called my wife this morning to make sure everyone was okay. She said she had an overwhelming urge to do so. I accidentally pricked my finger with a needle before she called, maybe that was it.
Brittney Griner was sentenced to nine years in a Russian penal colony for bringing cannabis into their country.
Leslie Jordan died.
We are halfway through September. I haven’t started my downsizing project, which will put me behind schedule. Jaxx is getting more and more comfortable in his new home. My nephew started boot camp this week with the National Guard.
Yesterday, my boss approached me about managing a team of project managers. It’s more responsibility, and none of the team members coming on board have experience. As a project manager, I have no power but only my projects to manage. For me, it’s better not to manage people, but I would have authority over my team.
I had a good conversation about mindset and going with the flow. This topic led me to deep self-reflection and opportunities for change.
There is much to do and a lot to consider.
Two weeks away from the Autumnal Equinox, the first day of Autumn. Everything starts to age and whither. I’m ready for the year to end; maybe one year, I’ll stop saying that.
I’m putting my “future” plans on hold for the moment. I am starting to downsize and get rid of things with no value. My cryptocurrency is worth less than my savings account, which is disappointing.
Jaxx is having the cone removed tomorrow. Maybe he’ll see things differently.
It’s a three-day weekend.
Saturday went by quickly. I watched Clash at the Castle, a World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) Premium Live Event, which was very entertaining. We spent the day with Jaxx, who is getting comfortable with his new home.
Today is the end of a week-long excessive heat warning. Tomorrow is the unofficial end of summer.
I think I smell pumpkin spice.
Yesterday, I had an interview due to happenstance. I have a couple of panel interviews this week, so we will see what happens. Things may once again come full circle.
I had my first one-on-one with the new Vice President of Global Customer Success. He was apologetical 20-minutes late. We discussed his observations during his visit last week. It seems he wants to do the right things. Then we discussed my role.
“We don’t know what to do with you,” is the feedback I received.
My role is broad and uncategorized. I reflect on the original job description that enticed my interest. How did I get here?
I have realized that people don’t know what they are doing, which often happens at every level. The sad part is that I don’t know how to help them without causing further damage to my mental health.
The atmosphere created a much darker mood this week. I’m feeling another increase in stress. I reached out to my former boss to check on him since his departure in January 2022. He says he’s doing fine, and I hope that’s the case.
I am applying to opportunities with better pay and compensation because doing what I enjoy is unaffordable. It’s time I started making time for the improvement of my well-being.
It rains in the most obscure places; the unexpected. Taps playing on my skin. The urge to run becoming prevalent. Be still, let nature take its course.
This valley is void of life. My days are wasted and my nights are restless. I’m bankrupt because of good deeds. My thoughts gathered in an empty space. The shadows tell me there’s no reason to be here.
In this video, I share my thoughts about “Loki” season one on Disney plus.
Our time collected things unchanged. This future abates.
There is a vibe I cannot explain. I continue watering the dying tree; the autumn morning is a little darker. Last night, I watched a spectacle between two grumpy elders. A choice from the chaos is frightening. The light continues to shine, but briefly. This fall feels endless. I’m hoping my rapid descent has enough momentum to propel me out of this hole.
With every misstep, we have reached the Autumnal Equinox. The atmosphere barely resembles the sky. Thoughts reeling from left to right, the scale displays our disproportionate burdens. Will the rain ever feel the same? Another misstep. Slipping over the ledge, I close my eyes, falling away.
I wonder whether the sun will shine again; these tinted days are affecting my mental state immensely—those hazy recollections, dusty specs on the glass window. I wonder whether I will change. Whether or not tomorrow will be the same as yesterday.
I watched the dawn with optimism — my hope for sunny days laid out in my dreams. I can feel my spirit contradict my desires because the world’s touch is abrasive. The wounds have blurred my vision. The Winter took its toll, but the groundhog predicted an early Spring.
I waited for an angel. Time was ticking. They seated me with demons. Alone with my thoughts. The night lingered with a hefty price. It’s midnight, and the house is empty. Some spirits remained unseen. Dust covered my sunrise. Moments remain unchanged.
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