Sunday, October 16, 2011

Working From Home Or How To Become a Stinky, Obsessed Marketer Unless You Help Me

For most of my life I have gone to an office where I had to get in my car and drive to get there. That required a shower, makeup, suitable clothing, shoes, accessories and hair done.

Now, I stumble out of bed, down the hall and flip the switch on the coffee pot that was prepared the night before. While the coffee is brewing I continue stumbling out the door and down the driveway to get the paper. I glance through the paper until coffee is done and I can pour that first wonderful cup that will give me the jolt of caffeine I need.

Then it is straight to my desk with coffee cup in hand.
Check personal email, my personal Facebook page, then it is work mode and on to clients Facebook pages, Twitter, LinkedIn or blogs. I begin researching over night developments for clients and begin the full bore work for them. By this time I have seen my business partner is online and we begin chatting on Facebook. She works from home also and is still in her pj’s with her coffee beside her.
That early in the morning, usually it is about 6:30am, we are planning our day via Facebook chat and who is doing what for which client and what has priority.  As we both wake up a bit more and the caffeine has done its work for both of us the laughter, actually the LOL or TFF, begins with our chats. One of us is apt to spew coffee because of something the other typed. We are quite entertaining.
Two cups of coffee done and time for breakfast. That requires walking just a few feet to the kitchen for the bowl of Cheerios and right back to my desk. Suddenly the morning is almost gone and I realize I have not stopped working and I have not even brushed my teeth or washed my face yet.
Oh shit!
I take a break finally and attend to cleanliness and put clothes on. Obviously, if I have client appointments the morning is different. They wouldn’t appreciate me showing up the way I begin my day normally.

Back to work, then fix a sandwich or something for lunch and bring it back to my desk to work. Finally in the afternoon I move my office to the outdoors for some fresh air if the weather cooperatives.  There are distractions when I am outside so I am not as productive but it is lovely with the birds, wind chimes and the waterfalls.

I have always worked at least 10 hours per day so that part doesn’t bother me. Now though, self employed and working from home has me working pretty much every waking hour of the day. My desk is in my den so even at night when I try so hard to just watch TV I hear a ding on my computer and just have to get up and see what is happening. I saw a sign recently that said “I Can’t Go To Bed Yet, Shit Is Happening On the Internet”. That pretty much sums it up.

For those who think working from home allows you to get more things done around your house or yard - not a chance! I barely clean myself up let alone the house or yard. Starting tomorrow I am committed to showering and dressing before 9am even when I don’t have client meetings just so I don’t someday find myself still in my pj’s when it is time to go to bed at night.

Now for the how you can help me......
Help me by reminding me from time to time to be sure I am on task with this.  A simple did you brush your teeth, did you shower, did you get dressed will do.  Oh, and for goodness sakes if I make a mistake and forget my state of disarray someday and go out in public
please, please, please
no pictures. Just pretend I am some crazy person who you ignore and then you are sworn to secrecy about what you saw.

Monday, October 10, 2011

How Old Is Too Young?

The big news is Sir Paul McCartney marrying for the third time to Nancy Shevell.

 Former Beatle Sir Paul McCartney and his wife American heiress Nancy Shevell leave Marylebone Registry Office, following their wedding in central London, Sunday Oct. 9, 2011. Shevell, 51, is McCartney's third wife.The couple met in the Hamptons in Long Island, New York, shortly after the singer's divorce from Heather Mills in 2008 and they were engaged earlier this year. (AP Photo/Lefteris Pitarakis)A piece of that reporting has been about the age difference.

He is 69 - She is 51

Is an 18 year age difference too much? What about 50 years?  What about 10 years?

Over cocktails friday night we were discussing this very issue. Didn't seem to be a defined number that was acceptable for men or women. This article has some interesting observations about younger men with older women.
We also had the whole Cougar "cougar" conversation.
That has become such a negative word for women with younger men. What about older man with younger woman? I have a 60+ male friend who will only date much younger women with store bought body parts. I just know there is a word for that - SHALLOW, okay more than one word EGOTISTICAL. Guess that has nothing to do with age though.
Back on topic.......
Is 50 years age difference too much?

I had an employee who married her husband when she was 18 - he was 68. That ain't right, ya'll.

I have said many times you had no control over what year you were born but you do have control over how old you are. I believe I will spend my time with who is a compatible age with me no matter what year he was born. Someone with the same voltage.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Just Dance!

I have been doing a lot of “talking” on here about dating and men and have not explored the other parts of my life publicly.

Let me tell you a bit about my day today.

       I was always such a routine based person and if you took me out of that routine I was going to have a challenging day.  Typically, my day would start with coffee and the newspaper, then shower, dress, go to office.  If out of the routine I may have to check my toothbrush to see if it was wet to know if I actually brushed my teeth. My office is in my house now so my day starts with coffee and sitting at my computer working in my pj’s while I am waking up with that wonderful hot caffeine.

     This morning I was happily working when my phone rang fairly early for most people I suppose and it was a dear, dear friend who just wanted to say hello, I mattered to her and she loved me. In the next hour a client messaged me to say they liked what we were doing for them and was impressed.  Then I communicated with my business partner via chat and she is such an inspiration it made me kick it into another gear creatively. 

     So far, before 9am or so on a Monday, I have personal and professional feel good moments. I decided the day had begun so well I should just dance.  I put on my Day Starter Playlist from Spotify and just danced! Yes, danced. I felt such joy it was easy to do that. I even used some of the “moves” my pole/chair instructor taught me while dancing but I did it for me and not someone else. I felt happy and sexy – all that before lunch, hell that was before 10:00am.  The very best part of that is I felt that inside, for me. Yes, it was triggered by some outside influences but my feelings were real.

     Take the time to call someone in your life who matters, tell them that. Tell them you love them.  Tell them they have made a difference in your life.

     Take the time to tell someone you do business with they are doing a good job. Yes, that includes the person who checks out your groceries or bags them. Hell, just say thank you.

     Take the time to dance! Just dance out of sheer joy or dance until you feel the joy.  Either way your soul might just dance with you.  Just dance!

                                Two things I know for certain. Things change and I will be happy. EFB