Honestly, sometimes I get sick of leadership talk. And honestly, sometimes I get sick of "work" talk. Sometimes I don't want to lead. Sometimes I don't want to focus. And I think that's OK.
Tonight I did the important things. My beautiful niece came over and we watched old videos together and we looked at her Mom and Dad's wedding album. I talked to my granddad, my dad and mom, my son, and my wife.
I played with the new technology that I just received and made a call to my dad's e-mail address on his computer while he watched me on facetime. I don't understand it but it really is cool.
I listened to my granddad tell me a story about snow in July of 1962 when he vacationed on the Continental Divide.
And my dad told me about the original 1903 Harley Davidson that he has a model of.
Tonight I laughed a lot. And I just relaxed. And I recharged my "batteries". And I think that's OK.
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