Lost, and Found

I spent a week offline. Didn’t talk to a soul about work. Not a partner nor team member nor client. Maybe the first time in 28 years of owning businesses. Well, except for one client. A founder we’d made promises to that needed clarification, and since I make a lot of the promises it was absolutely my duty to bridge a divide. And one partner. They’re in the midst’s of making some huge decisions professionally and personally. Didn’t give advice, mostly listened. Guess that’s mostly what I do these days. Did talk to a few friends briefly. One has an acquisition to celebrate, a couple more called with leads. A cousin asked me to look at his business plan, and a dear old vendor turned friend asked to visit soon after 12 years. I’m no liar, so maybe the fact that none of those exceptions felt like work is a clue to what’s next. And the burning desire that I have to engage with our sell-side clients tomorrow may be another that I’m where I belong. Some vacations tell you it’s time for a change. Mine told me I’m where I belong.