This is how I feel about this blog. It’s not dead yet. It could well be soon if I don’t start to look after it a bit more though. It’s also kind of how I feel, in a small way, about me – I’m not dead yet!!! I’m still here!!!
Since March, when we made the life changing – literally life changing decision – to take on Hope House Press, everything feels like it’s been a weird contradiction of being a) a blur and b) the clearest prioritisation I’ve ever made. It’s a blur because things are happening at break neck speed and yet, because I’ve totally reset my priorities, it means things are so much clearer.
The majority of the time Lovely Bloke drops the boys off at school and I pick them up. I spend two days a week working for Steve and Jayne at Airport Lynx – they are the days I enjoy most – because I can control what’s happening and see the outcomes of my efforts. I spend the other three days, school hours, working on all things Hope House Press.
I cringe now though, to think about the years I have spent telling business owners that they must be able to find time to do their marketing. I’m juggling packaging, sourcing, suppliers, finances and then finally, thinking about the marketing and PR. I want to do an excellent job at all of it – because Hope House Press is an excellent business – and I feel it deserves the very best of myself and my work.
Of course, I’m still doing the ritual self flagellation over the times when I’m not collecting the boys from school, the times where I am thinking to myself that there is nothing in the world that would make me want to pause my binge watching of Grey’s Anatomy whenever I get a moment, to put socks and pants away – to hang up clothes. I just don’t want to do it. And yet Lovely Bloke is run ragged as well, just in a different way. So, before this turns tooooooo navel gazing, I’m off, to have lunch with the boys and then, do badminton together with them at 3pm.
We have all discovered badminton whilst away at Centre Parcs last weekend – it’s great. We all get hot and sweaty, we’re all learning new skills and we’re all doing it together. Bonza!!!
So, that is me. I’m still here. We don’t need the death wagon for me or this blog. Thank you to everyone who sends messages to ask why I’ve not written for a while. Thank you to everyone who has asked about how Hope House Press is going. Thank you for being here.