Tuesday 10th May 1938

Not too satisfied with business, or rather, with myself. Although last week’s turnover was good, only one of the twenty orders came from a new customer. Seem to be loosing my nerve for new contacts! At one time I never passed a building site without some attempt at a “cold canvass”. Just lately I have not had the nerve or the mental energy. Plenty of physical energy.

This week has not been very good so far. I have not tried enough. Feel depressed.
“How wretchedly imperfect the whole world sometimes seems.” Well, I must pull myself together. I’ll “take it easy” in my spare time, whenever possible. Speak slow, move slow. Then I may be more lively at my work.