I am always torn when I think about the sayings about what your workspace/desk represents about you.
Messy and chaotic somehow represents genius. Meticulously tidy represents order and fastidiousness, yet not much imagination. Continue reading
I am always torn when I think about the sayings about what your workspace/desk represents about you.
Messy and chaotic somehow represents genius. Meticulously tidy represents order and fastidiousness, yet not much imagination. Continue reading
Three days till Mike heads off into the wild yonder of India, which means – I am at the pointy-end of the countdown. Feel sorry for everyone close to me. Because believe me when I tell you that as far as mood swings, moody blogs, moody conversations, moody farewell speeches go, Continue reading
She leaned her face against the glass and felt the tears smudge between her cheek and the clear cold surface. Her face hurt from the long effort of trying to pin the smile in place so that he wouldn’t be made too sad by her sadness as he boarded the plane. This was The Day, after all, and it turned out he’d done a fabulous job of getting all this together, while she hadn’t prepared herself properly for it at all. She thought of the day Dave had started kindy, but then decided he would move out and start a family. What prepares you for this moment when you’re staring through the glass? Continue reading
A couple of months ago, I took the #writeabookwithal challenge, and enthusiastically (or so I thought!) and with every good intention you can imagine – got on board. I soon found out that Enthusiastic Good Intentions are good to have – but being able to convert those EGIs into action, creating an end product is a whole other thing. Continue reading