Greetings, from the desk of the corporate working, freelancing supermom of exhausted fabulousness.
I've finished writing an article this week on the joys of boredom, and in the process I realised that the BEST boring times of my childhood were spent in detention. Detention was in the library, once a week, and I was often there for not doing my homework. So I spent a happy hour in my favourite room in the school, scanning the shelves from where I sat, checking to see if I had missed any books and remembering my fictional friends. My body was indoors, but my mind was merrily off somewhere.
Apart from detention, I didn't like school much. It was dullsville, and for some reason I spent a lot of effort avoiding being smart. It was not cool to be smart in those days, that's my excuse. Or I was just awkward, lazy and shy, and hated school.
Do you know the best career choice for awkward, lazy, shy, nerdy kids? Become a writer!
Job sharing is going really well, I love working half the week. I'm getting organized and even sorted out my filing last week, which was wonderfully boring. Great creative things can happen now.