So far this year, I have made no mistakes writing the date, no inadvertent reversion to 2017, no accidental mixing of the years... and this bothers me. I always mess up the years for the first few weeks of January, writing "xx January" followed by whatever the year was before.
I find myself asking, why am I so comfortable slipping into 2018?
Work has been a mishmash of too many things...
When Tze Ting and I caught up for coffee yesterday afternoon, I had just come back from my morning's meeting with Webhaus. The boys were planning out their world domination plans, while I simultaneously counted my quickly diminishing free time. I was a little concerned about how I will sustain VIVA amidst the tornado of other opportunities this year.
I dislike the title "serial entrepreneur" - the association the title has and the people who self-profess to be "serial entrepreneurs". Eeek. Gross.
I am a believer in doing one thing and doing it well... and so this week has distracting me from the goal of making VIVA better. That is over for now.
Sorry for the absence friends, but I am back properly now.