7:48am got to work early. I control my thoughts, my emotions, my experience. I am strong. I am confident. I am a leader.

Just had a flash. This job gives me the ability to stay focused. I need to stay diligent and work hard

6:32am checking email, getting moving quotes. The focus this morning has been more in the move. Getting out of the unit in Dana point and getting the house set up here. My hypothesis is now I know how to flip the switch to work mode. I will do that just as I am getting into the office

7:35pm going to bed. I still have many thoughts but I am in control. I choose when to let the emotions in. When to redirect the energy. I have peace

6:51pm made it back to Arizona. Brought some furniture. Nice drive. Very tired. Didn’t get everything out of the cab of the truck but got the back unloaded. Didn’t have too bad of a Sunday. Not as much stress. Nice view to the south as I came in. A litte overcast but no rain around early sunset. Doing laundry. Showered. My wife cut my hair really short. It will be shocking to some people

5:58am in Dana point preparing stuff to pack truck and go back to Arizona. My mind is working on many levels. Thinking about the future. Work. Creating. All good. My brain is huge. My mind processes information at the highest level. I am a hard worker. I am successful. Success flows to me. I hell. I solve. I grow.

8:44pm pacific. Getting ready for bed. In laws came over today. Watched movies with my daughter this evening. A little nostalgia about leaving but more feeling good. I never really liked this physical space. I liked the location but not the space itself. I have wanted to leave before. Now the time has come. Tomorrow I will pack as much as I can into the truck then head back to Arizona.

7:53am just got to Dana point. In baseball we said someone was in your done when they mentally dominated you. I notice that when I start to enjoy work, or think about possibilities of advancement, security or taking care of my family I would worry about failure. It would get in my dome. No more. I have used the Phoenix cleaver.

5:27am pacific. Made it to palm desert. No flat tire this time. Going to grab coffee and gas

2:25 in the car just ready to head out. I am amazed how often I used to criticize my actions and tear myself down. I am perfect. I am confident. I am right.

1:54am waking up, laying in bed, thinking about heading out on the road… I am the hero of my story. Everything I do is right. I win every situation.

I had an run in with a difficult employee at work. She gets under everyone’s skin. I handled the situation correctly. In the past I would excoriate myself for things I did wrong or could do better. No more. My story. My cool victory