It’s ok to admit it’s all too much. I’ve had the frankest of conversations with my wife and stepson this week. We all eat, work and poop in the same building, all of the time. I too have been pestered to the corners of the earth but a clients project manager. No more. Enough is enough. Project exhausted. Nick bloody exhausted. Business is just about to fall off the cliff. Considering contracts but more and more, after over ten years of decent business. Closing. Working for someone.
A small part of me wants to find some glimmer of hope. Sorry this is turning into s post rather than a reply, so I’ll leave it here.
It’s ok to admit it’s all too much. I’ve had the frankest of conversations with my wife and stepson this week. We all eat, work and poop in the same building, all of the time. I too have been pestered to the corners of the earth but a clients project manager. No more. Enough is enough. Project exhausted. Nick bloody exhausted. Business is just about to fall off the cliff. Considering contracts but more and more, after over ten years of decent business. Closing. Working for someone.
A small part of me wants to find some glimmer of hope. Sorry this is turning into s post rather than a reply, so I’ll leave it here.