Taking a pew
Here I am taking a pew after breakfast on a Sunday morning thinking of what my spirit actually and truthfully needs when it comes to having a job. What is it that would really make me want to dash off to my employment? Of course my current post offers that on the capital plane but challengingly being a sales person is a forced challenge. And could I master it, or would I fail at it like I fail at being a committed gym body. Or is it just that I truly just don’t like going to Virgin Active?
So after updating my blog on Bundublog I grasp that I do adore writing, and writing a book will unquestionably undeniably jab within the very depths of my soul. But I am in Africa and here we need a foundation strapping enough to lug us through our writing holiday and future that face us upon coming back. So travelling and writing will be gratifying but we need to settle. Or do we? I love my man and I love South Africa. I just don’t like working for someone else. And nor does he.
So reading Richard Branson’s autobiography I am awed as I envy his entrepreneurial heart. Wishing I could have a business brain, but my brain creatively fails the business unit of it, if at all I had any. I observe my boyfriend waking up breathing business ideas and going to bed yawning his next. How do we get his ideas to pull of? He meticulously writes them down at night and in the early morning I hear him grown about these ideas in his sleep-talking.
We require one grand million dollar scheme for both of us to pursue our dreams. Summiting again for him and for me free time to just write, even if it is amateurish gobbledygook. To buy my family a retirement village and send them on a boat cruise across the Caribbean. To do an offroad biking tour across a country, to skydive in every country, to sail across the world. To buy my own island and Leopard 48 and just run my own family enterprise. For the anxiety and constant worry to relax within my mans soul and for his heart to stop panting with fear of not reaching his ultimate goal. So these were just my Sunday morning thoughts. Doing what I love most.
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