Dear ADHDiary - Today Was Full!

5:01 alarm, then shower. My toothpaste is gone. I check all the bathrooms. It’s GONE. Like, gone girl gone. I think the cleaner took it, for real.

Off to DFW airport for my flight to MSY.

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I’m hungry at the airport. I get a biscuit sammy from chick Fil a and bang out some emails then board the flight.

I land and go to the Alamo rental counter. My license expired last week. Whoops. They don’t want me to drive. That’s a problem.

What to do? I have an important meeting in an hour, and it’s an hour away. Everything is figureoutable, I repeat in my head.

I open up my MacBook, hit the right keys, make one call and show a pdf to the lady at the counter. I get the keys to the car.

(Don’t ask.)

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I drive to an RV park and meet Jeff. Jeff is taller than me. That doesn’t happen often. Jeff’s a good guy.

We walk the park. We pop our head in the laundromat and chat with two ladies for an hour.

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They spill all the goods on the park. We like what we hear.

I take a call from an employee. The plumbing leak is worse than expected. Cold water everywhere. We turn off the water at the main and promise to revisit on Monday.

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My wife emails. Her surgery is scheduled. She’s donating a kidney to a stranger on Feb 9th. Of course she is. Never a dull moment in the Koerner household. That’s a fact.

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We walk to the gazebo and then a manager threatens to kick us out. We diffuse by talking about steaks and mowing lawns. He laughs. He leaves. We exhale in unison. It’s a good park. We like the park. It’s 55 degrees and sunny. I like Louisiana in this moment.

I’m off to the airport. More Chick Fil a. Salad this time. Yep, twice in a day. You judge, but my resting heart rate is in the 40s. I’ll be fine. Will I be fine? I hope I’m fine.

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I drop off the car and get to MSY with three hours to spare.

I talk to one of my CEOs about some personnel issues. He likes the advice. We talk strategy for 20 mins. I tell him my brain is fried. I’ve stopped being helpful. He lets me go and agrees.

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I buy some $4 M&Ms and $5 water and bang out my newsletter. 2,079 words this time about business partnerships. Really hard to keep it under 2k these days.

I write a tweet or 7 and then doomscroll until the guilt wins me over. I close the laptop, my tweet vehicle of choice.

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I hop on my flight. Window seat. The dude next to me is vaping every 3 mins. Is this legal? It stinks. He stinks. This stinks. I thought he’d stop when we took off. He didn’t stop. I don’t like confrontation so I just type this tweet instead.

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I’m all caught up now. I have a headache, which is standard practice around 7pm nowadays. Maybe too much caffeine? Maybe not enough. Yes. It’s 6:55.

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I like to track my blue dot on Google maps as I fly. I look down on Center, TX below. I don’t want to live there. I’m sure the people are nice. Why is Center on the eastern border?

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The family is having movie night without me right now. Skittles in the popcorn I’m sure, per tradition. Jess and I will finish Saltburn when I get home after bedtime. It’s kinda slow.

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5 companies. 4 initiatives. 3 degrees from burnout. 2 flights. 1 day. 0 regrets.

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Good night.