Southbound

If all goes as planned, you’re reading this and Beth and I are in Gulfport, Florida, a delightful little town fifteen minutes from our oldest daughter’s digs in St. Petersburg. If not, we’re somewhere between New York, 35,000 feet above the Atlantic and where we land in Sarasota. After a 3 hour departure delay, I’m …

Hard Edges

“Most successful people are just a walking anxiety disorder harnessed for productivity.” Andrew Wilkinson I resemble that remark more than I care to admit. In the last quarter of 2024, I saw that we were overbooked and I continued to accept more work. The proverbial “straw that broke the camel’s back,” though, was our inability …