Bye Spike

This afternoon we had to say goodbye to Spike. I knew it was coming, but when it finally did, I admit to shedding a tear or two.

Spike is fine by the way. It’s just that he had been tearing up the surrounding local cats and needed to be re-homed. This morning’s letter from a neighbour whose cat just got out of surgery from Saturday night’s tustle was the last straw.

Following a first neighbour warning letter a few months ago, we did our best to keep him indoors at night. Not an easy thing when you live in an old house with no screens. It hasn’t been too bad given its winter, but he is quite the escape artist and quickly learned how to open windows.

Spike was always meant to be a temporary family member. We were just fostering him from someone whos circumstances temporarily changed and needed him minded for a while. Three years later, he’s now gone again.

We will miss you Spike, more than we probably realise now. You were crazy and beautiful. But you will go to a new home and soon have new humans in love with you all over again.

Should I budget my time?

Lulu, my Spending Planner Counsellor is very pleased with my progress. Three weeks on and we are gradually getting a better picture of my personal budget. With the SPI system there are graphs and charts (who doesn’t love a pie chart!?!), and I can see clearly where and when we will come unstuck. It’s somewhere around March 13, 2020. In our modeling, my ins and outs are outta sync, and in about 9 months it’ll all come crashing down.

The past few days I’ve been reflecting on my work and personal time (and lack of it). And I’ve been wondering if I should do what Lulu and I have done for my finances. What if I could allocate my time to specific categories. Where am I spending too much? Where am I spending too little?

There are non-negotiables. Sleep, for instance should be given generous room in the budget. Exercise too should be non-negotiable. It’s not, but it should. This year I didn’t find the time to train for the Bloody Long Walk and my 52 Hike Challenge is barely limping along because of my lack of weekends available. Like my finances in March 2020, will my wellbeing come crashing down?

This story is not unfamiliar to small business owners, particularly those working on growing. But while it’s familiar, it’s still not easy and I (maybe stupidly optimistically) think it could be better.

Like my financial budget most of the problems are my own fault. Just like I didn’t really need to buy those two new pairs of shoes, so too I didn’t need to say yes to the meeting I said yes to just because I couldn’t say no. I also didn’t need to volunteer for more things. And I didn’t need to start working on a new business idea that needs me to invest more time so it can grow.

Like my personal financial budget, my time budget is seriously stressed, and if I’m not careful I’ll be heading towards bankruptcy.

What am I going to do?

I’ll start with the modeling. Because Lulu and I crunched the numbers I’ve worked out that I’m outta sync. It’s not a feeling, it’s the truth because the numbers are clear.

I can either increase my income or decrease expenses. And given I can’t literally make the days longer, it looks like it’s time to cut the expenses.

What’s the time equivalent of taking your lunch to work instead of buying it? If I can do that, hopefully that will free me up to then try to knock off some of big time expenses.

That’s what I need to find and implement. Keep you posted.

Tomorrow is plasma day!

So, these three have been with me ever since early Saturday morning.

Tomorrow I’m booked in (again) to give plasma at the mobile Red Cross van. The last time I went to donate, my veins decided to play hide and seek, probably because I hadn’t drunk enough water.

So this weekend I’ve been really diligent. While I didn’t measure exactly how much I drank, I just made sure the bottles were being refilled and emptied by me the whole weekend. I’m hoping it’s enough.

Unfortunately I had super busy week and often, in addition to sleep, the first thing ‘to go’ is my water consumption. I’m so bad at drinking water sometimes particularly when it’s a bit cooler.

I’m not completely convinced that my weekend water binge will be sufficient to make up for a shocking week, but I’ll keep you posted.

If you are eligible, highly recommend considering donating blood – want to find out more? Click here to go straight to the Donate Blood website.

Sending a side-eye to Brisbane City Council.

In terms of ‘wokeness’, also known in conventional circles as respecting cultural diversity, flying a flag is pretty much level 1 on the Richter Scale. Some institutions fly their flags, say the acknowledgments and wear the pins and are still hopeless. But hey, at least they’re giving it a crack.

Continue reading “Sending a side-eye to Brisbane City Council.”

Logging off … an update

Last week I wrote about logging off Facebook more as a way to manage time. Over Christmas and New Year because there was a little downtime I was checking into Facebook and the rest more than usual. But then once I got back to work, I was STILL logging in. I could feel myself getting out of control. Continue reading “Logging off … an update”

Fat Girl Swimming …

First swim of the year down at Cudgeon Creek this afternoon. And despite a little sunburn (what was I thinking not putting on sunscreen!?!?!?), I continue to be amazed at just how I’ve learned to give-n0-fcks about going into the water. Continue reading “Fat Girl Swimming …”