No scrolling yesterday for the most part. I caught myself at traffic lights looking down at my phone checking for IG messages for work. When I wouldn’t see any I’d start scrolling my little dopamine pics and reels almost subconsciously and then I’d stop. Putting my phone down gave me better focus at work obviously and I needed it since the health department came in to visit me yesterday morning right when I opened. I love the whole “2026 is going to be my year!” and in walks the health inspector while I have $500 in stock that just arrived all over my counters. I have no issue whatsoever with my inspector. She’s professional and friendly. We got an A. Of course we got an A. I did find out that I can’t have my multi vitamins on my prep table. 2 point demerit for being healthy.

Perspective- if she had come in last week while I was wrestling with 40 boxes it might’ve gone down differently. I’m getting too old for this stuff says Chad everyday.

Where was I? Oh yes scrolling or the act of not.

When I got home from work my phone battery was at 70%. It’s usually 20%. I allocate a little TikTok after 7pm. My fam and I share reels with each other to watch. And then I went offline again and sat with my eyes closed with my headphones and vest. It’s like a calm theme park ride.

It felt good to disassociate from the world for the day. Day one down. Facebook is the one that gets to me the most. Even IG I can ignore most of the propaganda but Facebook feeds off of it. I don’t need to say more.

I had considered camping this weekend but I’m still in work flow and since I have a half dozen projects planned I’m tackling while I have focus. I’m not ready for a reset yet I’m taking advantage of my momentum. I’m hyper aware of not going overboard this time it’s actually been refreshing to allow my creativity to take over for a bit. It’s a bit chilly in the mountains and all of my gear is in winter stow mode. Utah and AZ have been calling my soul again.

It’ll be a minute before I do another long trip.

It’s Saturday, I have one charcuterie box scheduled for the day and that’s ok. I came real close to burn out last month. Again

I’ve got a charcuterie menu sitting in about 12 pieces on my kitchen floor. Sounds about right.

Wife asked me what my new year changes were this year and I told her I was sort of making up as I go. I’ve got a few that revolve around my mental clutter. They are all somewhat connected.

Hobbies? More photography. Not phone screenshots they’ll go down dramatically with my social media scrolling. I’ve got a camera on my mind. I’ve always enjoyed photography I’ve just never taken it seriously.

I deleted my Facebook app the only access I have is through my messenger. It allows me to go online and post and leave. If you’re commenting I’m not seeing it. Not ignoring.

It’s a me not you thing.

Well some of you. I had quite the friend list for some time. I grew mine to grow my brand for work. Most of the time I’m looking at my feed thinking “who the fuck is this?” I started playing a game of finding random reasons to unfollow people. Squat trucks were the very first. People who share links from unreliable news sources like “The North Korean Patriots for Christ” were next. Yeah I made that up but it wouldn’t surprise me to see this pop up in my feed soon.

All of my high school friends posting AI generated videos. It’s time to bow out gracefully you guys.

Man this little music vest is fun

Sturgill is shaking my couch right now. I’m sorry he’s Johnny Blue Skies now. Listen to Jupiter’s Fairie if you haven’t. My favorite song on the album. We need more Johnny and less news.

I have to say having my little kitty friend sitting next to me while I write is probably one of the favorite parts of my early day. And sturg (Johnny) in my headphones 🎧

Peace and elbow grease.