Just back from Vegas – and brimming with excitement.
So, so proud to be part of this amazing movement. Thousands of women and men working hard to achieve success on their own terms.
We’ve all made the choice to strike out on our own. Nobody is going to tell us how to live our lives. No schedules, no boss, no monday to friday or 9 to 5, no office politics, no being passed over for promotion, no fear of redundancy, no mandatory retirement age.
January can be a difficult month. By “Blue Monday” most of us are beating ourselves up over broken resolutions. The willpower of New Year’s day disappearing along with the last of the Christmas cake washed down with a few glasses of Baileys whilst bingeing on the box set you got from the kids. You too?
Let’s be kind to ourselves. Allow January to pass slowly by as we finish the mountain of nuts and eventually get the glitter out of the carpet. Come February we’ll be raring to go. That’s the time to start thinking ahead. The snowdrops are peeking and daffodils are already in the shops. Spring can’t be far away.
This is the last year I’ll see my fifties (yikes!). I’m a grandmother (hooray!). And the knees can be a bit dodgy in the mornings. But I’m not giving in.
When I get on the dance floor I can still show the youngsters a thing or two.