This is my journal entry from March 10, 2026 — my real, unedited day, shared just as it happened.
After a night of sleep, I feel restored to sanity and have a nice morning waking up with the kids. Everybody gets off to school at a leisurely pace. Then I come back home and I've got a fire under my ass to deliver these envelopes. I grab 50 envelopes out of my house and I walk for 50 minutes delivering these envelopes to neighbors. I get back home. And I'm feeling kind of paranoid, you know, I'm thinking, let me see if there's anything legally I need to look up. I thought I looked up stuff before, but I ask in more detail now. And it turns out one of the suggestions that ChatGPT and Google's AI have to provide is that if somebody has a no trespassing or no soliciting sign on their house, then it's certainly safer and smarter to avoid leaving anything at that house. It is possible that if I left something in a house like that, I could get fined $93 for that, which is because of a local ordinance. Not a huge deal, but also something, if somebody doesn't want any soliciting, you know, they're probably thinking door to door, but I don't want to leave an envelope at their door either. They're more closed off than usual, and I'd rather skip that house.
My mind starts to get paranoid because I'm like, shit, I think I put, you know, a couple of them down. But most people don't have signs like that. And I wasn't sure what to do with just dropping a letter compared to door to door. What I'm doing apparently is called canvassing, where I'm not actually knocking on any doors. So the rules and regulations are pretty wide open for that. Although it is recommended to stay between 9 a.m. and 9 p.m. I think technically I started at 8.45. And that's, I that's all right. I get a couple of my books, get a new book letter printed and get those into the little library near my house as well.
Then I'm out to play tennis with a friend. I arrive and I set up my camera on my phone with the swing vision app on top of the fence. I'm trying this out and seeing if it's fun to record the matches or not. I get the match recorded going and my friend and I have a nice warm up. We have a very competitive first set that ends up going to a tiebreaker and he eats out the tiebreaker. Then he steamrolls me in the second set. I was playing so little and relaxed and I realized I was getting gripped by insanity at the end of the second set. Like, so what? You know, we're just playing tennis. Like, it's insane to be getting so upset about it. We wrap this long game of tennis we played today, which took two hours in the full sun, no clouds. Had a good conversation. I told him about the girl yesterday, and he said that's why he doesn't mess with women. I mean, he has dated and been married to women in the past, but now he's just taking his own time and his own space and is pretty closed off to dealing with any of that. And I'm like, you know, today, more than usual, I can see the virtues of living that way. I know that's not for me, though. I'm a guy that I like. I'll deal with the downsides because it's so much fun having something really nice with a girl, you know, from the sex to the companionship, the, you know, depth of the spiritual connection, the relationship, you know, the inspiration. I just love being with someone and having it good. And I am seeing today that it's up to me to use my discretion to cut off things and stay away from, especially women that don't leave me feeling good, but that I have bad feeling interactions with. I need to stay away from them.
I come home from tennis with my friend and I take a cold shower to try and cool off after I was out in the sun for almost an hour this morning, although there's lots of shade walking different houses in my neighborhood. Still, I had almost three hours out in the sun this morning and early afternoon, so I cool off with a cold shower. I start to get a bit upset as my mind starts to spiral into how bad things could be if I can't pay my bills, and I just sit with how real and uncomfortable that financial fear is. And I think about how much I love my kids, and I think, well, I better get my ass to work on my business. Like, I better, you know, I'm figuring like, what should I prioritize? And it's clear based on this, like I need to prioritize getting clients. I found a business model that all everything is validated, that helping people write books seems to be the best thing for me to do. So get clients like that's what needs to be done. So I get more letters printed out. I stuff more letters, stamp more letters and get prepared when I get my hat with my neck covering. Then I can do, you know, long stretches, maybe two, three hours out in the sun, as long as I can do without burning my arms, which should be two or three hours at least, because even today, my arms aren't burnt. I don't wear sunscreen either. So the neck and the head burn faster than anything else. I feel like a chicken roasting up in this business.
I picked the kids up from school. And I take them to a local market on the way home, get them each a smoothie. We grab some fruits and vegetables, come home. Then my ex-wife arrives at the dog right after that. I give her a hug, tell her about the girl from yesterday. And some of the things I point out for the conversation, my ex-wife's like, yeah, that is pretty crazy for someone to struggle having a conversation that much. And I try and turn things over to empathy for this girl. You know, I'd feel bad if if I struggled to talk about my life that much. I know if I was in a place that I had that hard of a time opening up to somebody, you know, I would be frustrated with that. And, you know, maybe she was a bit excited to be talking to me and it made it maybe she is normally much better at communicating with other people. And I just triggered her. And, you know, I I put her in a situation where she maybe felt like she couldn't be her best either. And maybe she's regretting how the conversation went, wishing she hadn't been so defensive. Or maybe she's just totally judging me and thinking about how awful I am or whatever for asking regular ass questions.
Also, I did get a new match from the matchmaking service today, which is really exciting because I read this girl's profile. We're going to meet up for a coffee and walk date downtown St. Pete. She lives in St. Pete, which I really appreciate not driving to Sarasota. Her profile sounds like she's looking exactly for me. Like, this match is nuts. She has, you know, 38 no kids and a non-drinker, which is perfect. She focuses on healing people and their bodies. And listen to her. She lives a very health-conscious lifestyle, eats clean, and is looking for a partner who values healthy living as well. Now check this out. In a partner, she's drawn to someone healthy, intelligent, ambitious, and family-oriented. Someone with an out-of-the-box mindset, a strong growth mentality, and a desire to build a meaningful life together, including having children of her own in the future. I mean, could you match me any more clearly with your description? Like, out-of-the-box thinking? That's not something people are asking for that I've seen very frequently in swiping a whole bunch of dating profiles. And I am an out-of-the-box thinker. Our date's scheduled for Saturday, which seems like a ways off already at five days compared to how fast the last one came up.
Then after I get the kids home from school, I tell them about the match. I talk to my ex-wife about it. She says that sounds good for me. And my ex-wife, as much as anybody, wants me to find a woman. So, you know, she's not divorcing me and then still being territorial. Like, we're just friends now, and it's really nice that she supports me having a good future because that's good for her too. My ex-wife reveals that she's been doing a sauna and cold plunge. I'm just like, what the hell? Like, where did that come from? I was doing stuff like that before, and I'm really enjoying seeing my ex-wife having the space to explore and try some new things. She also tried playing Mahjong with her friends, which, again, is awesome. I'm so happy to see her growing and trying these new things. She's got some plans for the house in the backyard, which sound nice. My ex-wife and I don't end up taking the kids and the dog to the dog park, but we go out to Crescent Lake for a bit and come back.
Then my ex-wife heads out and the kids go over to play with their friends for a few hours. Meanwhile, I'm just hammering out work stuff. I'm stamping envelopes, printing more, cleaning up around the house. And I do want to still keep up with these daily autobiographies and not get so far behind. But maybe I could do just like try and do an average of edit two of these a day because it'd take a few months, but then I'd get caught up. And the same time, I want to get that money, Jerry. After the kids are over at their friend's house for a few hours, my mother comes over and my mother plays Exploding Kittens with the kids while I'm doing things like helping the kids you know get food you know changing sheets and i even sit at the table and do more envelopes while my daughter and my mother are playing a second game of exploding kittens i would have played with them but i didn't have time to learn how to play while they're all playing but learning how to play because they're watching a video and i was cleaning and getting food ready. I made my daughter some kale chips and my mother ends up wrapping things up with the kids about 9.45.
We all get ready for bed. I have some nice snuggles. My son does his reading activity. I played a bit rough with my son today too, which was fun. I'm grateful that the more space I have to be with my son myself without my ex-wife around, I'm getting much more comfortable playing with him. And I think that's really good for both of us. Like I was doing some kicks, you know, gentle kicks, but like, you know, to take his feet out from under him and he just loved it. And it helps him also not play with my daughter in that way so much, which he really appreciates. I'm grateful as I go to bed, I feel restored to sanity and myself. And I'm having a lot of empathy for the girl I talked with yesterday. As sometimes people say in recovery, if you have a resentment, pray about it two weeks. To me, the best way to pray about it is to thank the girl yesterday for the conversation and to, you know, think loving thoughts. I love her. I'm glad she helped me reveal changes I need to make within myself and reveal where, you know, my overenthusiasm and lack of boundaries is, you know, leading me into places that I get hurt. And I go to bed feeling very grateful, very grateful to have the kids there. Very grateful for this new match. Very grateful for the conversation I had yesterday and that, you know, I'm so resilient that after feeling just wrecked yesterday emotionally, you know, I made it through and I didn't resort to any coping mechanisms. I didn't dump my emotions on the kids. And, you know, I even reached out and asked for help in a way to, you know, to try and get some perspective and not just bitch.
If you connect with how I live and think, you can follow the rest of my days on YouTube in my Life playlist.