It’s Sunday night. 10.57pm. I’m sitting on the steps of my office waiting for my husband to come and get me. I’ve been training all weekend. Last night I didn’t get home until after midnight as I had to edit videos. I have to be in the city at 8.30am, then I have to go straight to the airport to deliver more training. Continue reading It’s late.
Finished work at 9 tonight, and broke my own self-imposed moratorium on take-away food and headed to Asia Canteen at Arana Hills. Continue reading Diary of a micro-business owner: crisis of confidence
So tomorrow I’m off to Cairns for a weekend. I’m going to a cousin’s 50th birthday on Saturday night and it’s going to be lovely – kapmauri, family catch ups. But. But. Continue reading Time off for the weekend, do I take the laptop or not?
