my best

So, I create this binder at work. It's basically the products we sell and those that are also a part of our buying group. In a 3 ring binder. With bad tabs and a bad spine label and some...

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heritage

I grew up attending Community Bible Church. In fact, I remember meeting in the basement of Art Harder's house and I remember the construction process of the sanctuary, now referred to as "The Chapel". I remember the hot summer's...

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Back in baby!

Ryan called this afternoon and we talked "business" for 40 minutes and I loved every minute of it. My element. Thanks.

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Becoming an adult.

I have an 8-5. I'm exercising. We just bought life insurance. Thinking about estate planning. Vacations with the kids. Being in bed by 10:30.  Adult things. It was bound to happen. And we're here. I finally grew out of...

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starting over

It's not that I dislike my job. In fact, I'm doing stuff that I do. Lots of different things. Computer stuff, manual labor, phone calling (Ok, so cold sales calling SUCKS!), etc. I guess it's the feeling that I'm...

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widgets

So, I'm finding that it's all just about selling widgets. The world, at least the Western world, revolves around how many widgets we sell each month. It's a depressing. OK, so I didn't really think that there was a...

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music

I guess overall, with the missing JK thing, the rock n roll life thing, I miss being involved on a deeper level with music. Ok, so OTB wasn't directly music. And that led to friends not being supportive of...

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My rock and roll life…

...is dead. Without backpeddling too much into self pity... 8-5 life is rather boring. I guess I always enjoyed that fact hat I could tell people what I do and then have them think that was really cool. A...

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once again

I have all these great thoughts throughout the day. Deep thoughts. Introspective. Life changing. Stuff that makes me think I'm a great (sic) writer. And then I sit down to write them and... nothing. Maybe I should carry around...

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colleagues

I'm beginning to understand, shall I say even like, my colleagues. It would make more sense to me to spend those 40 hours per week with people I truly like. Friends. Trusted partners. Perhaps again someday.

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