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We are creatures of habit
Mr Suger and I, we are creatures of habit. Every Sunday morning we wake up, go to breakfast, drive around for a bit, then go to work. It’s the self-employed life. Sunday is a great day to sleep in, and often we do. But do you have any idea how much work you can get…
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She taught me how to show up for people
I want to talk to you today about a woman named Anne. A woman who through actions taught me how to show up for people. But first, let’s go back to go forward, shall we? Anne worked for my parents and as kids, we saw her anywhere up to three times a week. She was…
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I am not critical of myself, I’m self-aware
Sometimes when I talk about the things I’ve learned or the mistakes I’ve made, people rush to my aid. They tell me that it’s not that bad, that I’M not that bad. Don’t get me wrong, I love you guys for that. Your generosity with me knows no bounds. But because of that, I wanted…
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A week into my daily blogging challenge
I’m a week into this daily blogging thing. You can thank the daily vloggers of YouTube for the idea behind this. To think it was just this time last week (maybe a little earlier, my bad!) that I decided to give this a shot. My writing had been in a rut for a while; it…
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How to embrace sucking at things
As someone who blogged her way through almost a decade deciding to make videos was new. Something I’d never done. And let me tell you, team, sucking at something was hard. I really struggle with it. Before video, I felt like I had arrived! I’d conquered the online world in my own way. I was…
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I gave it up!
I gave it up and it’s the best thing I’ve ever done. It had to happen, to be honest, I’d outgrown it. There were times when I thought it was still the best thing for more. The comfort of it, the well-known familiarity of what I’ve always known. But it wasn’t good for me anymore.…
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How is this hard already?
This is the second post I’ve written today. The first one had to be set aside while I cool off a bit. It’s in time out. You know, while I decide if I’m going to post it or if writing it was enough. I’m not the shoot from the hip blogger I once was. I’m…
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Why I don’t sneak parcels into my house
You know the gift shop signs? Something about paying more for shoes than your husband knows about. Or about leaving the delivery somewhere your husband won’t find it. Cuteeeee, right? Umm no. Not for me. Tee hee, boys are so silly, girls love to shop bullshit. I have a sense of humour, I get it.…
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