Motivation For Monday – 31st March 14

During this career change project of mine, I sometimes find Mondays a little strange.  In my previous life in the Corporate world, I suffered badly from The Sunday Night Blues – which often started as early as breakfast on a Sunday,  I rarely managed to get to sleep on a Sunday night and when I did finally drift off it was a restless series of duvet-thrashing naps.  Lists running through my head of all the things I hadn’t managed to get done over the weekend, and the overwhelming feeling that yet another long, miserable week was just beginning.

In my new life, the impending arrival of Monday is less traumatic, but also less significant.   I have chosen Monday to be one of my freelance work days, but I want to avoid Monday becoming just another work day.  I have found some great blogs recently and have been inspired by Workerbeefree’s inspiring Friday Fess-up reflecting on her week as a Career Pioneer, and also by the lovely 3childrenandit’s Friday Favourites,  so I am choosing Monday to be my Motivation Day – the day that I reflect on the highlights of the previous week, to spur me on to keep trying new things and meeting new people.

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Working from Home – The First Month

I have now been self-employed and working from home for almost one month.  Prior to this I spent the last 25 years working in huge, open-plan Trading floors of Banks and Broking companies surrounded by 100-400 ‘close colleagues’.  To all intents and purposes a battery hen leashed to the desk by a length of telephone cable.

Now, my home is my office.

So how does working from home feel?  What are the differences, good and bad?

Clearly I no longer commute (this is good).
I don’t object to using public transport, I just don’t like using it at the same time as the rest of the population of London.  Continue Reading →

Borneo Family Adventure – Here we come….

Borneo Family Adventure Orangutan

Oh No…they’re coming

In the space of just a couple of days I have ticked off TWO of my New Year ‘Hopes’.  Feeling pretty pleased with myself as I have finally booked our Borneo family adventure during the summer.

Now, I accept that spending your redundancy pay on a long haul adventurous family holiday might not seem sensible (ok, it’s not even remotely logical), but here’s my reasoning:

‘You’re a long time dead’

I once worked with a funny, witty Irish guy who used this phrase regularly.  Whenever he was faced with a difficult decision, he chose the more exciting, less practical option, always justifying it by saying:

‘Ah well…. you’re a long time dead’

Before his 30th birthday he died in a helicopter crash and left me this legacy.  Whenever I am faced with a fork in the road I choose the less logical, less sensible option in honour of Sean.

Half Empty Nest

Son 1 will soon be 17.  He has a driving licence.  He shaves.  He is a man.  Pretty soon he will have left this nest and I want us to have one more family adventure before he goes.

We have had some amazing family trips and as I now have more time on my hands I will have plenty of time to check the details of this one, and avoid being left at Heathrow like last year!

I’m A Freelancer!

There are lots of websites out there offering sensible advice on how to become a freelancer.  This blog isn’t one of them!  But if you ever decide to throw all your cards up in the air and start again, then maybe my way will work for you.

Back in January I set myself a few ‘Hopes’ for the year.  Two months in to 2014 and I can check one off.  I have just signed my first freelance contract and I couldn’t be more excited about it. Continue Reading →

Being Five Years Old – Part One

Five Years Old CandleSon 3 is the magical age of 5, just on the verge of turning into a miniature person with his own preferences, ideas and friendships.

Being Five there is a simple rhythm to your life, your school days are all the same, no nasty exams or tests, you just turn up and see what has been laid on for the day.  You don’t need (and can’t use a watch), your days are punctuated by play times and lunch.  At the end of the day (well, 3.30pm), you have a play date or watch TV.  These rhythmic days roll up into school terms that ebb and flow with the seasons. Birthday parties, School fairs, Sports Day.  All come and go, year after year.  Being Five you will have forgotten what the last event was like, so all these events seem fresh and exciting when they come around.

Although I had my two older sons very close together, Son 3 didn’t pop along until more than 10 years later.  Being an older (and now unemployed!) Mum, and having such a large age gap, has made this age more enjoyable and yet more poignant for me.

Short of someone appearing on Dragon’s Den with a ‘Grow Your Own Baby’ kit, I know that Son 3 is my last child. After 30 years of potential motherhood it is over for me.  I can’t remember Continue Reading →