Ugly bush remains 
Ugly bush removed 
Author: Carl Page 25 of 153
Half of a text thread this morning.
Embrace silliness.
You have my permission to delete.
You have my permission to mark as read.
You have my permission to skip.
You have my permission to step away.
You have my permission to log off.
You have my permission to ignore.
You have my permission to breathe.
You have my permission not to feel bad about any of it.
Your podcast queue is overflowing. Your stack of books is gathering guilt dust. Netflix and Hulu and Amazon and HBO and and and and…
There’s so much content out there. Endless feeds to scroll online. Twitter. Facebook. Mastodon. Instagram. Tiktok. They’re all there with new content engineered to suck you in and keep you there.
There’s email. Both invited and not. Newsletters are stacking up with interesting information.
You have my permission to ignore it all. You have my permission to not feel bad about ignoring, deleting, skipping and moving on with trying to get through your life.
How do you manage through an environment where the business volume doubles within a 30 day period and at the same time you are forced to split the company into multiple teams. One team leaves the office and works from home for an undetermined amount of time, while the other two teams rotate in and out of the office. Then in order to meet the demand we need to hire staff and train them as quickly as we can using a plan and processes that did not exist two weeks ago.
Current State of things
This sums up exactly how things have been for me in the past 30 days until…?
So, how are you all holding up?
An old golf course that has become a park. It was nice to walk through the rolling hills. Greens have become rough. Sand traps are holes. Only the water and signage remains as remnants of it’s former use.
It was a beautiful, warm spring day today with a light breeze and 70 degree sun high in the sky and kissing our faces.
After the walk, it was time to hold (and troubleshoots) the family video chat. FaceTime apparently didn’t care for our three parties so Zoom it was. The first words I said as I sent the invites out were, “This is entirely too much like work!”
It was very nice catching up with everyone and seeing how our various Easter’s had been.
The day ended with pork chops, asparagus and a fire in the rain.
