Last year I started a new tradition- every October and February, I pack up and head to a cottage in Wimberley for 2 nights. I bring my business plans, notes, half-started ideas, old laptop, goals, wine, tea and more wine, and retreat into solitude. (Last February, T joined me for one night. This time I am bringing my Adventure Cat, Miss Harriet.) But generally it’s 48 hours of me not talking to anyone (except myself), focusing and figuring things out.