I was not a laptop jockey last week, but rather strapped the bags on and And it’s more of the same this week.
I am working on a beach house rental in between tenants. Honest work that takes me back to my roots.
But really, pounding nails and sawing boards three blocks from the beach doesn’t seem to really be work.
No regular posts coming up, but I will fire off a dispatch or two as those random thoughts ricochet in and out of my head.
Peace and Love,