It's hard to know where to start. Finding time for writing here is getting harder and harder! I'm a busy girl. But then I think, everybody always says they are busy... am I really and truly busy?
I am a director at my own company. It's a small business but with big plans. Travel is a must and very unavoidable. This year alone I have been to almost every continent including the tip of Antartica, only Australia/South East Asia/South Pacific kind of area was a bit too far. My passport is new and it looks as if I have had it already for 5 years. The traveling schedule added to the fact that I live more and more between two continents makes everything feel really busy!
I am not complaining, not really anyway. Although I'm exhausted my life is exciting. It is thrilling, stressful, blissful, happy, sad and everything in between. I look at other people's lives and I can't see myself conforming to any of them. I can't picture myself with a 9-5 job in the same city, the same area as I grew up in. My job is 9-5, but it isn't. I work 24hrs/day 7 days/week, and to be honest I love it. The blood, the sweat, the tears... all worth it.
One little problem of course, I don't make as much money as I would want. The last 3 months have been completely focused on trying to come up with a plan to change this. I am turing 30 in just a few days and just like everybody else I'm freaking out because I want a mini cooper and I can't buy one. My husband and business partner can't surprise me with one. I'll be lucky if I get a nice pair of boots or coat, and when I say nice I don't mean Dior nice. I mean Aldo nice. This is depressing. Very very depressing.
I have cried. I have hyperventilated. I have panicked. I have done all of that as I prepare myself to the realization that making money is a lot harder than I thought. But, then I stopped. It isn't that hard.. is it? Not really. I travel a lot. I speak 3 and a bit languages. I have lived in Mexico, USA, France, UK, Canada and are now getting extremely familiar with business and society in Hong Kong, China and Taiwan. All I really need to do is think. Right?
So I did. I have a plan. I have a vision. A change of direction and I can make 50% of that happen. If only I had more money! I have a fab idea for a global business but I can't quite make it happen. Where do I start? What do I do? That... I don't know yet.
I am not that person that sits and waits for things to happen. I'm not the person that sits and complains. I'm the crazy girl that gets up gets messy, cries, panics and then pretends to know exactly what she wants while getting everything so wrong, and believe me when things can go wrong they will, they always do! But.. that's me. Messy, crazy, frustrated, fidgety and easily bored.
And that's why I'm busy. Because I don't like to be bored. I don't like to sit down, I can't. That makes sense. Our lives are as busy as we make them, which is why everybody is always so busy. What busy is to someone may not be to someone else, it's always up to the individual to determine the breaking level. But I always think there is more room to do more. Ask my white hairs that seem to be coming out right in the middle of the top of my head. The plan now? Make every white hair that comes out be representative of £10,000!
Good plan I say.
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