Park life

Well, week one of working for myself is almost up. And dare I say it? I have no idea how I ever had the time to hold down a full-time job.

The past few days have been a delightful mix of work, networking and, of course, the occasional pub lunch.

Anyone who’s ever walked away from paid employment to set up on their own will not have done so without the odd wobble, moment of self-doubt and several blank stares from those who can’t fathom why anyone would do something quite so ridiculous.

But remember, an entrepreneur spends a few years of his life as most people won’t so that he can spend the rest of his life as most people can’t. Apparently.

Come back and check the blog next week (if only to make sure that I’m still living by that mantra – and that the mortgage company hasn’t taken my house and offered me a park bench in return).