Roughly once or twice a year, the same thought occurs to me: “why don’t I have people over more often?” And every time that thought takes over my brain, I resolve to remedy it immediately! And I start making plans for a party. It’s usually doesn’t take too long into the planning process before I get the jarring answer to my question: I HATE planning parties.
I don’t know what you’re relationship with failure has been. But for me, it has always been a brutal, unforgiving mistress. I was plagued with an older sibling who is instantly great at everything she does.
To want to cook, the situation has to be pretty ideal. Preferably it would be in my parents’ beautiful kitchen, with fresh ingredients, while feel like I have all the time in the world. It’s just not practical for day to day life!
Photo by rawpixel.com on Unsplash On Tuesday, I gave some pretty strong opinions about traditional office jobs and showed my enormous bias in favour of freelance work. And a lot of you may have thought: “great, rub it in our faces a little more, don’t worry about actually trying to help us or anything.”... Continue Reading →
When I graduated from University, I would have done ANYTHING to get a 9-5! Working shifts at retail stores, never having a holiday off, and having my income largely determined by the whim of the cruel shadow society known as “Head Office” had me feeling real bitter.
So, if you know anything about me, you know I have plans. BIG plans. My goal is to become a successful serial entrepreneur. And, before you start dramatically rolling your eyes and thinking: “ok, so she’s some kind of lady start up bro? Is she going to start telling us about synergy now…or like, swiping money from orphans with her corporate depravity?” know that I’m not a Wolf of Wall Street wannabe.
I figured it’s time to FINALLY put my money where my mouth is (pun kind of intended) and give you an update on my financial prowess. I’ll go over the same seven tips from the last financial article and let you know how I’m doing.
Every time I go home to visit my family, my 4 year old nephew bitterly complains to me that he wants to be an adult. He hates that he doesn’t get to eat candy for dinner, he resents that he can’t go to the park and play at a moment’s notice, and it drives him... Continue Reading →