Yesterday was a bit of a momentous day. Since late last year, when I learned that I was going to be leaving my full time job, I have been experiencing a rollercoaster ride of emotions. Some days I just want to hide in a darkened room and rock. Some days I want to thump people. Some days I am fearless and driven. Some days I just pretend nothing is wrong.
Day by day, as I edge nearer to the Last Day, I feel a mild degree of panic setting in. I have been working for nigh on 40 years, only breaking to have a couple of babies and do an OU degree.
At the same time.
You see, I don’t really do idle.
Yet, despite being amazing and talented and skilled and experienced, nobody appears to be beating down my door to give me a job. Its not like I’m not trying either. I’m becoming the scourge of recruitment agencies across the land.
People have been saying to me that consultancy is the way to go – indeed I know a few folk who have done pretty well out of that path. So could I be a consultant? How does that even work?
Yesterday I began to see that it could. And today I think it will.
So – this is a queasy start to what I hope will be a regular place to opine, where I can share my thoughts and views and hopefully some wisdom. Then when people need some help with their business, and its a care business or a health business, they will know I’m a person they can ask.
So – if you’re stuck with a problem, ASK!
So, Ask ! 