It’s been well over a year since we first heard about this new and dangerous virus called Covid19. Over a year since we were told that it could kill us all. What they didn’t warn us, was that even if we never even meet someone who has had Covid, we will still end up feeling as though we have been hit by a truck, mentally and physically.
It’s the end of the year. End of a decade really, and boy does it feel it. It’s been a massive year. For some it’s been a year of great highs and for some massive lows. I hope that for you, it’s been the former. For me it’s been a great year. It’s not been perfect, but I’m not living in a war zone, in poverty, or in danger - and for that I count my blessings. That, for me, means a great year.
How many times have you heard of clients being absolute, total arseholes? For me it’s a daily thing. Client sending short, abrupt and accusing emails to their contractors? Calling out of regular business hours? Expecting a return call straight away forgetting that other people have LIVES, and other commitments other than THEM? Clients taking forever to pay their bills? Constantly negotiating rates and questioning every minute spent on a task. I’m sick of it.
Have you ever had one of those days where everything is telling you that you shouldn’t be working? Like a little rock that starts rolling down a hill, collecting dirt until it becomes a boulder and if you don’t stop – you’re going to hit something hard! That’s me today. After getting this blog written, I’m checking out. Here’s why.
