I’m out the door …

No, really, I am, in just a couple of minutes! I’m on bathtime bedtime duty tonight, so must be home and switched into “mummy mode” for 6 pm. Which means this is a bit of a rushed one, just to let you know where I’m up to. The truth of the matter is I haven’t got much done today at all. It’s been one of those days when my mind has been jumping from place to place to place, I’ve ignored my ‘To do’ list and spent far too long faffing around trying to order a new mobile phone! Am starting to feel completely out of touch with all this new technology - GPRS, EDGE, 3G, HSDPA … blah blah blah, etc etc. Do I really need it, or am I just a marketeer’s dream?

Perhaps what I should be doing really is practising some of what I’ve preached in my former life as a trainer? Time management - get clear on your priorities, put first things first, don’t procrastinate - JDI! Anyway, tomorrow is another day, so I’m going to start it by doing something pleasant (a coffee in Starbucks) to get myself going and give myself a sense of achievement, and then follow it by doing the task I’m most dreading (finishing off the numbers in my business plan). I’ll let you know how it goes …

I must be mad …

Wow, the days and months are flying by - I can’t quite believe how long it’s been since I last ‘blogged’! Had to return to full-time mummy duties for a while as our poor nanny was “proper poorly”, as she put it - turns out she caught the dreaded salmonella from our daughter, which apparently means we’ll be investigated by environmental health! And now I’m officially office-less. Sitting here in the only local cafe with internet access, trying to concentrate and hear myself think over noise of the juicing machine. I sometimes wonder how on earth I can even contemplate setting up a new business when my life is scattered amongst various piles of paper all round our house and I drift from one coffee shop to another all day long. Not to mention needing to get over ‘postnatal depression’ (sshhh, don’t tell anyone!). Perhaps I should just take my mum’s advice and spend my days doing yoga and meditation … or then again, perhaps that would really send me mad?! Instead, being the kind of contrary Mary I am, I choose to busy my brain with new ideas, options, possibilities … escape routes to an exciting future.

But things have reached crunch point. Can’t keep on researching forever, I need to actually make a decision. Apparently, that’s what you have to do in business! Everyone I’ve spoken to so far about this idea seems to think it’s a good one, so do I just go ahead and take the plunge, investing all my time and money into it, or … ? Do I take the children, move to the country and opt for a simpler, less materialistic life? After all, whilst I may not really want to ‘play mother’ at the moment, I do know that once these precious years of my little ones’ lives have passed, I can never press rewind and go back again. Is there some way I can follow both paths? At the same time? Or is that called having your cake and wanting to eat it as well?! (I’ve always wondered, aren’t you supposed to eat cake?!) Anyway, enough rambling, I’m going to disappear to a cottage in the middle of nowhere and make my mind up. A whole week to myself - it’s been so long since that happened that I’ll probably be ’sectionable’ by the end of it! Which, I guess, is always another path! Want to come with me to my rural retreat and see what happens …