Day 6 was pretty low key. Again my focuses were power, success and opulence. It blows my mind that I am actually creating an app. My app is my contribution to the project management world. It is a tried and true method of management that has helped me tremendously in my 13 year career as a project manager and a business analyst. PLUS (which is my app name) is not just functions that project managers and teams perform routinely.
I attended a Product Management workshop at General Assembly in PCM or Ponce City Market for those not in the know. I wanted to verify if I was on track with my project since it is a product but I am not a “product manager” and turns out I am. I am willing it into fruition.
The day went so fast. I was calm and I listened. I gained another customer today for PLUS. I realized how simplifing makes a lot of difference.
Positivity is winning. I’ve been practicing my PLUS speech. It needs some work. I have a long way to go but it’s coming together. If anyone wants to hear it let me know.
Everyday is more of the same which is the point. How else am I going to perfect? They say practice makes everything perfect and I want to see how far it takes me.
When reading a blog, rarely do I care what makes you an expert. I do not research your validity, your background, college, current profession or name. It’s the topic Mr. Anderson…it’s what I Googled. It’s what returned. Where are these people searching for answers on your background on the internet?
It smells. It’s the taste. Your facts sound good, prestigious…I didn’t get past the third word in your bio. Keep it short, keep it factual, shrugs. Make it sound like music to my ears.
My phone doesn’t know who you are yet.
- Do you watch The Sopranos? Meadow is loosing her shit
- What is a question that makes you feel good?
- What year is The Sopranos set in?
- What does 4:44 mean?
How do you clear your mind?
What should I do?
I feel stuck right now.
I need of a web developer that I can work with and have no clue how to find them.
I’m going back and forth with myself debating if I should contact him or not. The last thing I told Bill before I blocked him in my phone was “I am not happier with you”. I wasn’t happy. He put me in a place I have never been before. If we can’t be lovers we can’t be anything.
Life isn’t fair. I am in a place in my life where I am not about burning bridges. I want to reach out because he has been where I am but is it worth it? Leaving and returning hasn’t made the situation better…yet.
I am tense and I can feel the stress cramping in my neck.
This is so simple I said, no need to worry about the cost, why should I.
Yes my budget is laughable but it’s all I have. There is no more help. This is the last account I can empty. I believe in it. What am I going to do?
He’s on a date. Philip, Scott insert here is going to drop him off. Their getting closer. He looks like a little girl. Blushing.
I didn’t realize I was going to have to take these things out my hair. Holding mum breath. I’m pregnant. Pregnant. This belly. Free-flowing lightweight.
Do you think you can feel someone thinking about you? Are these feelings my own? My head is stone. Hire a gay male assistant.
Isn’t the internet cool? Relaxation.