From Data Uploads to Journey Tributes

A Week in Motion

This week kicked off with me deep in the trenches of Salesforce. I learned my way through the uploader again and pulled off one of the biggest data uploads I’ve done in a long while. Not exactly glamorous, but when you’re laying the foundation for software tools that will carry us into 2026, it feels pretty epic. Basically: nerd victory unlocked.

But then Friday hit—and that’s when the fun really started. My partner and I traded in spreadsheets for soundchecks and went to see E5c4p3, a Journey tribute band. They rocked the stage, and the chicken and waffles we had before the show absolutely rocked our stomachs. It was our first night out without Jasper in ages, which felt surreal. Jasper, however, wasn’t buying it—he struggled to go down without Mom and Dad, so bedtime turned into a late-night circus. Still, the morning made up for it when we got to surprise him with big hugs. His face said it all: the band may have played “Don’t Stop Believin’,” but Jasper just wanted his believers back home.

Saturday turned into round two of adventures. We woke Jasper and headed out for a hike that ended at a local playground. Funny enough, it was the exact same venue where the concert had been the night before—so we went from rock anthems to baby giggles in less than 24 hours. Jasper had the time of his life crawling all over the place, climbing, and even helping me win a massive Connect 4 showdown. That kid is already a clutch teammate.

Saturday also happened to be the launch of Alex Hormozi’s new book. His first two sit proudly on my shelf, and this one’s already calling my name. I’m excited to see what new ideas I can steal—uh, I mean, learn—and test out. Plus, the bonus features look like a treasure chest waiting to be opened.

Then came Sunday. My partner had the bright idea of heading out to a temple in Youngstown. Sounds simple enough, right? Wrong. It turned into a road trip adventure—over an hour drive, a rollover accident slowing traffic, and Jasper’s schedule tossed right out the window. To add to the drama, this just so happened to be the same weekend protests were happening in D.C. about Khalistan. Timing, as they say, is everything. My in-laws enjoyed the temple, and I’ll give credit where it’s due—the food wasn’t bad. Me, on the other hand? Let’s just say I’ll be counting down the days until we’re back at our usual Richfield temple next week.

All in all, the week had a little bit of everything: data uploads, rock concerts, chicken and waffles, playground victories, and a road trip detour. Not bad for seven days.