Yesterday I asked for cooperation, and for the most part, I got what I wanted.
I think I logged about 4 miles on my favorite path. It felt good. No phone. No music. Just me. Okay, and a little huff & puff.
Someone is mad at me and felt compelled to write a long, nasty letter to the big boss. That's fine. I'm glad you got that off your chest. Here's what I want to know: did your mother never give you a lecture on choices? If not, Lou Ann is available.
For a fee.
I think it would be helpful. Because most of what you're angry about has nothing to do with me. At all.