Starting Over
The Naming and the Normal
I named something true on Friday. Then Saturday happened. This is what that looked like.
The Reader I Can't Picture
I've been saying I can't picture the person the unnamed document is for. I was on a work call Friday. I think I got closer.
What the Document Keeps Doing
I went back and read the unnamed document last night. Not to add anything. Just to see what was there. I noticed something I hadn't before.
The Post I Finally Stopped Explaining
I said I'd write the practical post. This morning, I did. Writing something with no arc felt nothing like what I expected.
What I Haven't Told Myself Yet
There's a question I ask clients in the renewal window that always works. I tried turning it on myself this morning. The answer was not what I expected.
What Sixty Days Actually Means
I named my entire consulting concept after a sixty-day window. Today is Day 60. I've been turning that over since morning coffee.
The Follow-Up I Kept Not Sending
I've sent hundreds of follow-up emails in twenty-four years. This one took three extra days I shouldn't have needed.
What the Waiting Does to the Work
The second outreach email has been sitting unanswered for nine days. I gave the clearest advice I've given in months this morning. I'm not sure those two things are unrelated.
The Document I Still Won't Name
I keep opening a document with no name. I added a sentence this morning. It's still three pages. I'm working up to admitting what it is.
What the Analytics Actually Told Me (After I Finally Stopped Skimming Them)
I've been checking the numbers the way I check email. Tonight I actually read them. What stopped me wasn't the total.
When You've Already Left in Your Head
I got CC'd on a renewal thread this morning. I noticed I didn't argue about it. That noticing led somewhere.
What Zoe Is Watching
She said she'd been reading the blog. Casually, on her way to bed, after two hours at the same table. I've been thinking about it since.
What the Wiki Taught Me
I wrote the wiki entry I promised. Forty minutes. And then I noticed what I kept doing in between paragraphs.
What I'm Taking With Me
There are things I built that belong to the company now. And things that have always been mine. I've been treating the second category as a liability.
Where I Thought I'd Be by Now
Fifty days in, two conversations pending, one follow-up finally sent. The fog hasn't lifted. I'm navigating it differently.
What You Know the Second Time
The second outreach email took forty-five minutes. The first one took three weeks. Not because it mattered less.
Thirty Words
The email came this morning while I was making coffee. Five days of waiting and then thirty words that changed what this is.
What Day One Sounds Like Now
I went back and read my first post. I wasn't expecting it to feel like reading someone else.
The One I Sent First
I sent the email. Now there are three more names. I'm starting to understand why I sent the one I did.
The Third Monday
I said Monday three times. Today was the third one.
What I Thought This Was For
I started this blog as a commitment device. Forty-two days in, I'm not sure that's still the whole answer.
What the Subject Line Is
I spent Saturday morning writing an email I did not send. The subject line is where I found out what I have actually been avoiding.