Well, I’ve gotten out of the habit of writing so I’m sitting here and am going to force myself to bang out something. It’s not that there’s nothing going on, it’s just that I haven’t really felt like writing lately. Well, for posterity’s sake, here’s what’s up.
It’s Sunday about 4:30 pm as I write this. I’m still on the program of dieting and working out. In fact, after being at a plateau of about 294 for 2 weeks, I broke through and lost 4 lbs this past week. I have just completed my 8th week on the “Body For Life” program and have lost a total of 23 lbs. I feel powerful and even my shoulder is beginning to feel better. It’s still stiff and has little ROM but I don’t feel so debilitated all the time anymore. Maybe I’ll yet get myself to 400 lbs on the bench press. I’m also still dieting and have by and large been a good boy on the diet discipline with the regimen of small meals and shakes. I think Robbie has totally and completely fallen off the wagon judging by his less and less frequent entries on our Coopbros web log. Oh well, he wasn’t nearly as much of a fatass as I was so he didn’t need it as badly as I did. I’m not going to indulge any schadenfreude with my little brother either.
As far as what’s new, I got a new tattoo this morning. I fulfilled a long-held promise and got “Courtney” chiseled into my left upper arm. It’s spelled out in black (Zamfino script) with purple shading. I like it; it’s my third tat and it is now incontrovertible that slipping further and further into crackerdom because, in addition to my new ink, I started growing a beard 3 weeks ago. It’s a chin beard and gives me a little bit of a “headbangers ball” look. I don’t know if this’ll help or hurt my sales but at this point I really don’t give a shit. I have had the same look for longer than I can remember. I haven’t even changed my hairstyle in the past 20 years so it’s kinda cool to look in the mirror now and see something different.
Dad has been spending 2 days a week in San Antonio for the past few weeks and says he’ll keep doing this until we turn this ship around. By “turn the ship around” I mean with regard to sales and number of leads. I’m both happy and pissed about it. I LOVE that he seems to finally be paying attention to us down here but I’m honestly uncomfortable spending so much time in his spotlight. Oh well, there are very few unmixed blessings in life once you get get out of the nest, so I’ll smile and just call this one mostly good. We have been marketing like crazy, making cold calls on inspectors and (of late) remodeling contractors. We bought a bunch of baskets and I’m going to fill them with fruit and take them to the biggest of the bigshots in residential real estate with cards congratulating them for making the SA Business Journal’s top 10. We’ll see what comes of it. We’re also running the television commercials again in this market. Both my next-door neighbor and one of Courtney’s friend’s dad have told me that they‘ve seen it. Funny thing is that neither me nor Erica nor the girls have ever seen it as we have satellite instead of Time Warner Cable. Oh well, I might start getting the big head if I saw myself on TV.
That’s about it as far as what’s new. Oh, Courtney started practice for her Spring soccer season a few weeks ago and they should have their first game this coming weekend.
That’s all for now. Gotta go figure what we’re going to do for dinner.
