I totally lost my shit this morning after a catalytic converter breakdown in one car, a suspension collapse in the other (on the same day), a sick dog and more than five weeks of picking up after the family during our ‘staycation.’
Now Universe, I am grateful to you for all my blessings and for allowing me to do the work I love at last, so I shall simply blow raspberries to all you lounge lizards and powder whacker Facebook friends posting pictures of yourselves on Fijian Islands, skiing powder in North America or simply #beinggrateful or #blessed. *Bangs head on desk.*
I derive my joy from writing for you, my groovy readers. *Blows you all a smoochy kiss.*
So while harrumphing at my desk in between trips to fun parks, car parks and dog parks, I decided to overhaul my back end.
I know what you’re thinking, and you’re wrong. We’re discussing the back end of my office. It is now an office on rails; smooth, on time and serves champagne in the buffet carriage. On demand.
Why the hell didn’t I get Freshbooks before now? FAR OUT, after being signed up for only one day, all accounts for the FY2016 are up to date, the FY2015 tax return entries for all of last year are DONE, BABY, and two years of BAS have been recorded.
All I had to do after popping the entries into the friendly screen, replete with cartoons and totally helpful guide boxes, was ping a little email to my accountant and post out the paper receipts. Finally Rory can stop threatening me with his toe cheese if I don’t do my tax return.
Get Freshbooks small biz people, it’ll change your life. If you use this link I get a free month’s subscription which all helps keep this blog alive. Oh, and they send you lovely helpful “how can we make your biz workflow better?” emails too. Nice people, those Canadians.
Meanwhile in regard to the other back end, some of you know I live next door to an Olympian. She takes me ‘bouncing.’ It sounds less hard than running. Did you know that running is almost all about your core muscles? Once you turn them on your legs just do their ‘thing,’ she says. Hmmm.
Heads over Heels
Just quietly, in a past life I co-founded a group called Heads over Heels which accelerates high-potential female-led companies by introducing them to awesome and well connected powerful people, like you.
One of our colourful portfolio is called Grace Papers run by the extremely capable and utterly gorgeous Prue Gilbert. If you haven’t the faintest idea how to handle maternity leave and on-boarding in your biz, you’d better talk to her. Let me know if you’d like an intro. Prue put me onto this telling piece from the UK Daily Telegraph about the Japanese politician being lambasted for wanting four weeks of parental leave. Picturing a woman? No, he’s a man (See what I did there? Calling your unconscious bias. Ha)!
People, we are never going to see gender equality until society (that’s us) expects and accepts the same terms for both genders. We each suffer differently, we each enjoy unique privileges. Be kind.
In the wake of the Dick Smith collapse, the spotlight is shining bright and true on those companies who may not be able to meet their liabilities to their customers. The always entertaining commentator and sometime lap swimmer Paul Wallbank, weighs in under the guise of “confessions of a serial creditor” in his brilliant blog, Decoding the new economy.
That’s all folks, Adios it’s pinot time. x