Moving

9:20am packing for the move. When I focus on new possibilities I am excited. When I focus on old memories I get sad. I am 80% excited/20% sad.

A lot of memories here but it is a dump. I won’t miss the mold. Great location shitty unit.

Leaving

All morning goi my on my own walk and walking with my mom I keep thinking that I have made my peace with leaving Dana point. I have enjoyed it for nine years. But I couldn’t possibly stay for my sanity or financial well-being. It is never easy leaving but the feeling of having given everything feels as close to liberating peace as possible

Being a dad

I feel like I am making an excuse when I say this but it feels true. The bandwidth I use to be a dad comes at the expense of being a friend and a good employee. The energy I expend in the relationship with my daughter comes from the same well I used to gear up for work or want to do activities with friends. When I think about my daughter coming to Arizona I am excited and energetic. Then I remember I have to bear down for work. She is the most important person to me. I just need to make sure I stay focused and engaged at work too. To be the best dad for her I need to have stability

Me or place

The biggest question; is the problem me? The jobs I take? The place that make me act a certain way? Or see things a certain way? I tried changing the type of job by starting my own business. That did not work. Now I am changing place. Thinking about changing place makes my energy flow better. Thinking that this will be my tenth job in nine years. But the operations thing is new. I don’t know how to read the last job. Is it more if the same or did changing to operations really help? Perhaps now I can find steady, mutually beneficial relationship?

Dana point

Many times I thought for Dana point was my angle of repose. That this was the last place I would call home. No matter how far I traveled or how long I was away this would be my stake in the ground. maybe I will come back. I am reclaiming my energy and sanity. I have to answer the home question at another time. I know I can not stay in this house, in this neighborhood. That is all I can act on for now

Home

For the first time I have contemplated what leaving Dana point means. I am giving up home. The danger of my mental and financial state was flashing red I needed to get out to survive. But now that the threat is over, the process of extracting commences I am left wondering where I call home? I love utah but there is no place to go. Could be wyoming. Maybe still Dana point? Will Arizona behind home?

As hard as Modesto wax there was a clear narrative. Dan’s point was home and I was fighting to preserve it. In Arizona I am giving up home. I needed to get away from the work energy here. But just a place to return to. A place to dream about. Where will that be?

Hunger and humility

I have a hunger to achieve more. The desperation of the last month has pushed me to the brink of mental breakdown but also made me start writing these posts. I want to be more than just a sales manager or a director. I see these posts, the books as a possibility to achieve more. Yet I clip my own wings. I wonder if it is worth sharing. I am afraid of being honest. I don’t want to get my hopes up and realize I am mediocre

Hanging out

Staying true to limiting device use. Check email and texts but usually just write posts now. Still marveling that I don’t know how to be content. I am so used to being in crisis mode. Especially since the beginning of the year. How do I relax and savor the moment?