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Archive for January, 2018

Don Juan Surfaced

I put up a challenge on LinkedIn that I want to connect either in person or by phone/email with every LinkedIn connection I have.  That’s a daunting goal since I have over 1,200 connections.  One of the first people to rise to the challenge was Don Juan who invited me for a coffee.

We met and talked about business the entire time.  I introduced him to a consultant who had done some great workshops for me.  He told me about a new piece of business his firm is developing and it was all work, no fun.  We both made it very clear from the get-go that we now have a friendship.  I told him about the Hunter, he told me about his family.  The past is firmly in the past.

I didn’t tell the Hunter. I did tell him that I was having coffee with a connection.  Was this a lie of omission?  Perhaps, but I knew that I had no interest in Don Juan and I was sure that feeling was mutual because we met for coffee.  No drinks, no dinner — just a 30 minute coffee, so why would I create some drama when there was none to be had?  Or perhaps I’m just lying to myself and I should be willing to withstand any confrontation that could occur.

In any case, in my mind it was just an interesting coffee.  I can check him off my LinkedIn list and continue down the list of 1100+ to go…..

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I’m Still Trucking Along

Work has started off with a bang and I am happily quite busy this week.  It’s almost 11:00 and I’m still at the computer.  No complaints there.  Anyway, a quick update to say that life is just fine down here.  The Hunter and I had a great holiday break.  I’ll write something about what a kid that man is when it comes to presents.  We went camping and it was chilly but we got back before the big freeze.  Now I’m ducking and looking out for frozen iguanas falling from trees.  You folks up north may have snow, ice and all that mayhem.  We have to look out for frozen invasive reptiles.  It’s kind of a reptilian zombie apocalypse.

Anyway, I started kickboxing as my new exercise routine and I absolutely love it.  I have never been any type of an athlete, but this speaks to me.  It is great for my body and my brain.  My brain has to remember the punch/kick combinations and my body is sweating up a storm.  Plus I must say that this franchise has it’s shit together with an active Facebook group, a personal note mailed to me after I joined, lots of hashtags, selfies, contests, encouragement.  I feel like I just joined a new tribe.

I’ll try to write some more this weekend, but for now just know that I am freezing my tuckus along with everyone else — nothing in South Florida is built for cold weather.  We don’t have the clothes either.  Brrr, I need to go snuggle up with the Hunter.

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