It’s been a long and wet summer in Ireland.
60 days straight of rain. That’s 30 days more than than your man who built the Ark.
In the last 2 days we’ve had sunshine.
Small children are wandering out into the streets and saying ‘Mammy – what’s that thing in the sky?’. And Mammy says ‘ That’s the sun sweetheart’.
Between the rain … the low pressure system … and all the pollen … half of Ireland has been asleep. And the other half have been booking holidays to somewhere … anywhere … in the sun.
Me. Well I have been veering between sleep and work.
Yup … in the last week or so I’ve been playing with work.
See, as a small business person I have to work away thru the summer to earn my living as all my clients go on holidays. Lovely … for them … and for me.
I’m working away getting things done and sending off emails for information from heaps of people. And … I get the auld automatic reply … ‘X is away from their office until August 13’. So… I work away … and away… and
Nothing. No one is out there. Everyone has escaped somewhere … anywhere … away from Ireland.
So … I keep working and then I stop … and water the plants … and go outside and chat to my Ballinamore neighbours … and go back into the office and type away and think and sort information and send a few more emails …. and get a few more automated responses.
Now that’s fab when you don’t have deadlines … or … you’re not trying to track invoices you sent 4 or 8 weeks ago.
I’m in Dublin now and actually had a face to face meeting with a client (great meeting by the way … happy client and happy me) … and … she says ‘can’t wait for the long weekend’. And I reply ‘Funny that, I never know when there’s a long weekend because I don’t get paid holidays’. Not sour grapes … more like the reality of running your own business.
I have this fantasy where all the clients that take months to pay me go to work one day … and… their boss says ‘From now on everyone has to put in an invoice for their weekly work and you’ll get paid when the admin people get organised’. How long do you think it would take before they got paid? OK, I’m digressing, but I just wanted to share a fantasy I’ve had for about 17 years (as long as I’ve been a freelancer).
I love doing what I do. I love running my own business. And … in the main … I really enjoy working with my clients. We add value in the way we work together. I wouldn’t want to work in any other way.
My work is my play. It’s freely chosen … I get to use skills I enjoy … I always learn … and I make a difference … and … I feel enthused and stimulated and challenged. Cool.
If I won the lotto would I stop doing what I do? Nice question.
I think I’d still run this business … and I’d set up a foundation to support and develop other peoples dreams … and I’d pretty much make some of my goals happen a bit quicker… yeh … and I’d have a few parties and give most of the money to family and friends. My life wouldn’t change that much.
I’m really fortunate. I’ve created a business that links to my values and stimulates me and makes some kind of small difference. It also allows me to sleep in and read and play and just take time out when i want it.
Relative to millionaires I don’t make that much – but guys – I don’t need that much.
I’m in Dublin for a few days. I’ve done my business and it was very pleasant. Then I met a good friend for a catch up and some Sancerre and food. I decided to take tomorrow off and wander around Dublin with a friend – and look for a moped to buy (a whole other story).
And those friends are taking me out to Eden (one of Dublins top restaurants) for dinner tomorrow night to celebrate my birthday. Then I’ll go home on Thursday and teach myself Access and do some work … and play a little.
It’s really a good life.