What an absolutely amazing, calming, positive, healing word to hear. Anyone who has ever been in remission from ANYTHING can likely agree that it is a birdsong. A second chance. Remission from Graves Disease can take many forms and you may hear many definitions. Sometimes it is when someone has been off of anti-thyroid medications for a particular period of time and has ongoing normal/stable levels. It can also be for people who have had their thyroid removed, shrunk by radiation and where they are able to manage their own thyroid levels through a lifetime of medication.
I still have my thyroid. There had been mention of radiation and surgery at many different times throughout my diagnosis and treatment. I have been in...
Imagine having all the energy in the world. Imagine having everything you always wanted. Your own home, an investment home too, a husband, an emerging career, a cat, a car with no finance attached and a couple of good, close friends. Imagine being able to work 3 jobs, sometimes all in one day and still have energy when you get home to pursue hobbies. Imagine being able to eat whatever and however much you liked, without gaining a single kilo. Imagine crashing and burning like a failed rocket launch at a rapid speed and completely and purposefully smashing your life to pieces. This is the story of my Graves Disease.
Things were pretty darn good in my life. I had accomplished a lot in my early 20s including getting married, buying two...
I have made no secret of the fact that I am a HUGE fan of erotic novels. I’ve read them on planes, in cars, in the dark with a torch and even more recently, on audio book during my daily commute. I love the promise of ‘everything always works out’ that each unique story holds, even if it’s unrealistic!
You may be wondering how spending time reading this sort of loved-up trash makes me thousands of dollars each month; and I wouldn’t blame you for thinking that it’s the biggest load of crap you’ve ever heard. But it’s true.
Reading these novels takes me away from reality, even if just for small increments of time and allows me to dream. It’s like a darling little holiday for my mind and...
I'll say this straight up... working from home with kids is BLOODY TOUGH!
There are days when all you'll think is "if I can just make it to nap time without losing my temper, slipping on discarded food or scrubbing crayon off the walls, it will be a miracle and I can get some work done." Then when you DO finally make it into that silent moment of tranquillity, you are devastated to find your work phone in the toilet and your paperwork decorated with illustrations of goodness-knows-what pink and yellow scribble.
But my darling, you're not alone! Sooooo many women are choosing to work from home these days and their jobs range anywhere from small home-based business owners, to crafters, party plan consultants and even those who have...
Nobody likes being sick.
Sometimes sickness slowly kicks our arse for days or even weeks in the lead up to actually 'hitting' us. Or as I discovered this week, sometimes it only takes a few hours.
To cut a long story short, I left work early on Thursday and went via the hospital and went home with a diagnosis of acute tonsillitis, a sky high temperature and a handbag full of antibiotics.
Although I pretty much slept through Thursday afternoon and evening, it was Friday that stumped me. I had a whole day off at home to rest and get better. But do you think that I could? Yes, I did a lot of nothing. And yes, I felt like absolute crap and could barely move but it was while I lay there high on pain relief, that my mind couldn't rest. Not...
I was first introduced to the idea to 'eat the frog' by my mentor and friend Jo Karabin, CEO and founder of Australian party plan company PASH in 2009. As a national manager for PASH, I had built a successful team of around about 75 consultants. The job wasn't so much about direct selling, as it was about juggling personalities.
On one afternoon I received a heated phone call from a local businessman to complain about one of my consultants. I had to investigate his allegations and return his call to attempt a resolution.
I was PETRIFIED of making that phone call.
100% pants-shitting petrified.
One heated conversation had been more than my emotions could handle. There was NO way that I could do it, so I kept...
I never stop dreaming.
I am one of those people who constantly have a million ideas buzzing through their mind at once.
Not all brilliant ideas... and quite a few ri-donk-ulous ones too.
I have succeeded in setting amazing business goals that are achievable and attainable and... well... safe :-(
I know I can achieve them in time. Every time I set these goals, I think to myself, "if I can achieve these goals and get my shit (my processes) sorted out, THEN I'll be able to focus on getting bigger and better. I fear I've done it all around the wrong way.
You see, this is where working from a home-based business can really SUCK. I have no colleagues to bounce my ideas off. No one to say "that's a great idea" or "have you thought about...
"Darling, I've got no clean undies!"
I think every woman has heard this desperate cry from their significant other at some point in their life. How ridiculous to think that THEY could ever plan far enough ahead to ensure that the laundry is done!!
Just as you climb the stairs to go and investigate, you can see the kitchen counter out of the corner of your eye and pretend that you don't see that gigantic pile of dishes and food that will soon be your next task.
And just as you almost reach the bedroom... OUCH! You've stepped on a piece of bloody lego. Now, research shows that when we cry because we are happy, tears begin to flow from the right eye first. When we cry because we are sad, tears begin to flow from the left eye first....
When I look at the girl in the picture, I can honestly say I wouldn't recognise her if I passed her in the street. Or maybe I would, in an envious way. The spring in her step and smile on her face is a dead give-away... a give-away that she is carefree.
She’s only 25. I'm 30.
That woman? She has no time limits. She can hang out with friends all day long, drink as much champagne as she likes and she has all the time in the world to explore new hobbies.
She gets over 10 hours sleep a night, and when she doesn't it’s probably by choice. I'm lucky to get around 7.
Don’t get me wrong… she is BUSY too. Pffft. Who am I kidding?? She doesn't know what busy is at 25. Busy was something she created from going about...