They say year two is one of the hardest years to survive as an entrepreneur. This past year has certainly presented its share of obstacles. It’s not easy when your work is so entrenched in your personal lives. It’s not easy drawing the line between being …
A year ago this week I decided to ‘take the plunge’ and join the crazy world of self-employment. This could be a blog about the risk of giving up a guaranteed paycheque, or about saying goodbye to my 9-to-5. Instead this blog will be something very different than that. This blog is a thank you.
I have a confession to make.
I’ve spent the last two months questioning my business: Why am I doing this? What value am I bringing my clients? Where do I want this to go?
If I were a season, I think I would be spring.
I admire her strength – how after a few failed attempts at battling winter’s harsh wind and grey skies, she always finds a way to pull through. I love the way she brightens the day; even for those who see the world differently than she does.
What’s your morning routine? I love asking entrepreneurs this question, because I find the answer varies greatly depending on who is answering. For me, I’ve always cherished my first cup of coffee. Every morning, I turn on my Keurig, place my favourite handmade mug beneath the …
Somehow, I managed to wrap up 2015 with my arms clasped around the cold porcelain bowl in the ensuite of my home. Perhaps it was my way of clearing out any bad vibes from the year. Personally, I would have preferred taking Elizabeth Gilbert’s approach, which …
So much can happen in a year.
You fall in love. You lose a job. You move to a new city.
You have your first kiss. You lose your best friend. You renovate the kitchen.
Some of it you plan for. Some of it makes you ache for a rewind button.
If the third quarter was a roller coaster at Canada’s Wonderland, it would definitely be The Bat. It was like July and August were rolling along, slowly but steadily climbing to the “peak,” otherwise known as September. Then once this month arrived, the real excitement began.
Around this time one year ago, I was feeling completely deflated in my career. I was having trouble sleeping because I dreaded waking up to another workday. I was frustrated from putting myself out there and feeling like my efforts consistently went unrecognized. It was like …
As I write this blog post, I’m up to my ears in boxes. Moving day is on Friday, and I’m distracted by all of the things I still have to do before then. But I want to make sure I take the time to pause and reflect.