One dreamer. One dream. One year.

It’s almost a year to the day since I left my corporate job. And, almost by chance, my toes have returned to the sands of Byron Bay. It was here that I scribed my first blog; fresh from quitting my job, with one bag of clothes and another whole bag of mixed emotions. Was I scared? I was shit scared. Was I excited? Hell, yes. I couldn’t really explain why, but I knew I had to follow this feeling that was telling me there had to be more. And boy did that feeling pay off, what a year it has been. And, like all good 1 year anniversaries, I want to celebrate it, but I also want to reflect & share. So one year on from those very first can-I-really-do-this?! words on a page in a leafy corner of Byron, here I am compelled once again to write. knowing I’ve something to say, but as ever, not quite sure – until I find myself at the ‘publish’ button – what that will be… Continue reading One dreamer. One dream. One year.

What do you do?

I’ve just returned from three weeks in the homeland for a wee bit of a wedding extravaganza. It was lovely. Weddings are so great. And, despite being in Scotland, the sun shone for every single wedding. Which, considering they were three Saturdays in a row, might be some kind of Scottish record right there. The trip was my first official leave since becoming self-employed. How nice of the boss to let me take annual leave before I had accrued it. She’s such a gem. I needed it though and while I’d like to say the Scottish Vitamin D intake has left me refreshed, energised and ready to get back into it, I actually write this from under my duvet (doona) with a hot water bottle at my toes and a lemsip by my side. Continue reading What do you do?

Like a boss. Three months in.

This week marks the eleventh week since I left my job at the bank. I’m pretty sure I told someone this week it had been seven weeks so that gives you an indication of my awareness of time so far. I actually just had to count it again on my iPhone calendar because I thought it must be wrong but the calendar does not lie, it has indeed been 11 weeks. Which means that next week will mark three months. THREE MONTHS?! Where did the time go? In corporate world speak that’s one full business quarter and a lot can happen in a business quarter. Here at Studio 1 Interiors we’d be inclined to agree. And by “we’d” I mean “I’. Reflecting on the initial start-up period over the past few weeks I’ve compared it to the first three months of any new job. We all know that new job feeling. It can all feel a bit scary. You’re out of your comfort zone. You’re asking lots of questions. You’re getting to know people. You’re trying to impress. You’re taking on a significant amount of new information. You’re doing things you’ve never done before. You’re making mistakes in order to learn a different way to do things. You have days when you feel like you didn’t do anything right and you have others where you feel like you’re starting to get the hang of it, you get a spring in your step and you feel a little chuffed with yourself. How great are those days! In the past 11 weeks I’ve experienced all of those things and amongst all of it, my new boss also doesn’t mind if I sometimes rock up to my desk wearing my pyjamas so that’s pretty cool too.

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Scared to go back, scared to go forward.

When I started this blog a question I was often asked was “how often are you going to blog?” The answer (with confidence) was always “every week”. Somewhat ambitious? Perhaps, but I gave it a pretty good run and as we find ourselves two weeks into April I’ve been trying my best not to give myself a hard time for this slip in regularity. What can I say, I had other stuff going on, my 33rd year started busy and I just didn’t get my blog on. But, as all good bloggers know you can’t rush a good blog post, the fingers and keyboard can only do their thing when the time is right. I’ve actually no idea whether that’s a ‘thing’ “all good bloggers know” I’m just attempting to sound like a blogger-pro to lessen the impact of the two week interlude in my blogging. However, I like to think said interlude has reinvigorated the audience desire to read what’s been happening so let’s get stuck in…

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