I don’t like cold calling. It’s just too blasted hard. This is one of those “I am responsible” things. I was asked by someone to call this person. It’s a rare moment.
Unfortunately, my pneumonia made the call an interesting one.
We spoke for about 30 minutes, mostly for me to give them reassurance about their new life.
It is what it is.
Meanwhile, it was a short night. I was not planning on coming to Minnesota, but the severe illness and death of a family dog brought me out.
It is interesting that the one thing to pull me out of this funk, was cold calling a newcomer.
That’s all for now.
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